Me: Hey do you like Eye of the Tiger?
Co-worker: Eh? What?
Co-worker: Oh! So which season of Survivor was that?
*Hit myself on the head repeatedly with stapler
I can’t quite explain my love affair with the big hair days.
And no, it’s not just about those hot sweaty men prancing around in torn shirts and skinny jeans.
I like quite a few big haired women also.
I’m simply hypnotized by the sheer energy and charisma that oozes from every note, every move.
Ok ok… 80’s trip over. For now.