Ensuring The Prince Always Remains Fresh

(I’m in a store that sells overstock and refurbished goods. It’s a massive place so you can go awhile without seeing another person. While searching, I noticed the radio started playing Tom Jones’s “It’s Not Unusual” and went down the next aisle, spotting an employing doing The Carlton – finger snapping and all.)

Employee: *continues dancing for perhaps half a minute before turning around* “Oh, uh…” *he stops dancing with the most embarrassed look on his face* “Can I… help you, miss?”

Me: “Uh, I was just looking around. You didn’t have to stop.”

(I went off to leave the poor guy be, but glanced back to see he resumed dancing. Shine on, you crazy diamond.)