Pull Over, I Need to Ask for Directions

You know how you hear my silly work shenanigans and you're all "Oh, that Cookie. They always have so much fun where she works!"

I know you do. Cause I hear that all the time.

Today, it was not fun to work with me.

Imagine you've gotten to work. You've put your things in your office, maybe ventured out for some caffiene. You stroll by my office and I'm humming a little tune.

During the morning you hear me "la la la la la la la la la"'ing down the hallway.

At lunch while we're waiting for Dana to get her contacts it truly begins.

~Do you know the way to San Jose LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA~

~Do you.. shit, I'm sorry. I'll stop.

~Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA~

~do do do do do do do dodo la la la la la lalala~

~uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uhuh LA LA LA LA LA LA LALA~

~bow chow mow mow bow ca chow ca chow me me me me me me me me~


Then Dana gets in the car. Thank god you're saved.


Dana, can I ask you a question?

Sure.

~DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO SAN JOSE LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA~


Back at work:

Hey Daphne, I have a question.

Okay.

~DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO SAN JOSE LA LA LA LA LALALALA~


On the phone to the Rainbow City Library.

This is Jaimie.

Hi Jaimie, I have a question.

Okay.

~DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO SAN JOSE LA LA LALALALALALA~


Leslie comes in the door after work:

~DO YOU

*chorus*
~KNOW THE WAY TO SAN JOSE LA LA LALALALALALALA~


~do you know the way to san jose la lalallalalallalalalalallaaaa