Joey always lived by the maxim that actions speak louder than words.
So when Joey stood up, raised his right leg, and started hopping around the office, he knew everyone would watch.
As he hopped, Joey contorted his face, like a Claymation character expressing a thousand emotions. He raised his arms above his head, his hands limp, dangling with each monoped movement forward or to the side. Every few hops, he let out a sound, somewhere between a “agagag” and “blarrrrgh”.
Joey’s coworkers stared at him, moving throughout the office, making a full circle of the floor. A few people whispered; others just watched with the mouths open.
When he reached his desk again, Joey stopped, turned, and sat back down. Let them figure it out, he thought.