Meat Musical?

I can't help but walk through the back rooms of the meat department and burst out into song and dance like I'm in some freaky meat musical. In fact, all 4 us in the meat department are guilty of it. When a song like "Love Shack," "Bye, Bye, Bye," or "Stayin' Alive" comes on how can you not dance and sing to it? You just gotta bang on an imaginary door, wave a fist in the air, or strike a disco pose, all while bursting out the lyrics in the loudest, most ear-shattering way. I realized today if you were to look at the security camera footage from my work you would be mesmerized for hours watching us all make fools of ourselves. Imagine us in our baseball hats and butcher coats full of blood singing at the top of our lungs and trying to bust out some dance moves. That footage, I'm sure, would make one creepy musical! Hell, I'd pay to see it though.