When the Vice President of the company charges through the office in a very busy and important manner, nostrils flaring and eyes ablaze, looking askance at people who are talking too loudly (IT’S UNPROFESSIONAL!) and then….
…his cell phone rings. Playing a happy, digital version of the classic ditty all young pianists aspire to learn, “The Entertainer!”
I don’t know about you, but that song makes me want to snatch up my monkey and crank organ, toss on a bowler hat, and give everybody a great big HEY! and a nice slap on the back of their striped carnie vests.
In the most professional manner possible, of course.