another tale from the Bon Jovi "keepin the dream alive" club

My friend Sydney Sam greeted me in my email inbox this morning with the following anectode I am sure you can all empathise with;

"Yesterday I left work, I was listening to my IPOD and standing in the carpark elevator. The door closed and I was alone so I started looking in the mirror and checking out the dry skin on my face and singing my heart out to Blaze of Glory by the great Jon Jon and enjoying the festivities when unbenknownst to me someone pressed the button from outside and there were three people standing there watching me sing to myself in the mirror - it was embarassing to say the least. But you know thats how I roll."