Last week, I was talking to some of my coworkers about how loud I get on the phone when I'm trying to sound enthusiastic or knowledgeable. It doesn't even occur to me until I hang up the receiver.
Then, I get all panicky, wondering how many people around me are planning to add my face to the front of their respective dart boards.
Without realizing it, I coined a cheesy phrase.
From now on, speaking with the enthusiastic dial turned a little too high will now be synonymous with: Verbal Jazz Hands.