Having just concluded a lunch meeting at Panera in Augusta, and feeling the need to commune with Nature, I repaired to the ladies’ room, only to find both stalls occupied, and another woman waiting her turn. I settled down to meditate on my usual mantra ( Om…don’t think about your bladder…Om….)
Music was being piped in, and I caught myself humming along to a jazz version of “I Could Have Danced All Night.” At the same moment, I realized that the other woman was humming too. Embarrassed, we smiled apologetically at one another but the piped-in music continued, and, self-silenced, we could hear the humming coming from one of the stalls. And then, as if on cue, all four of us—middle aged women, strangers to one another—- burst out singing: “…I’LL NEVER KNOW…WHAT MADE IT SO….EXCITING…BUT ALL AT ONCE….MY HEART TOOK FLIGHT!” The door to one of the stalls flew open, and its occupant emerged to lead us all into the final stanza, which we executed in a passable, if hilarious, three-part harmony: “I COULD HAVE DANCED…DANCED….DANCED….ALL NIGHT!”
(Yes! Wow! Thanks!)