so this guy at work – semi-dorky (ITish but dresses kind of ‘cool’ so isnt full-blown dork) guy – totally conned me into organinzing some Katrina thing at work today. Dammit. It’s the accent that did it – he talks like Harry Connick Jr. – one word from him and me and my coworker are putty.
so I said yes. Like you can say no to an accent like that.
