In which my nose does a happy dance.

me: so lately the trend is
Bob comes to ask me a question
I answer it
about 6 times
he leaves my desk
Beth says "Geez"
and I ask, "Was I explaining that poorly?"
Usually I wasn't.
Josh: it's because he's so short.
me: thanks, Josh
I needed that tea to go through my nose.
and since it's good mood tea
my nose is super happy now
and dancing.
Josh: /me takes a bow

All the cool kids are doing it.

As it turns out, I'm just a figment of my own imagination.