My boss just came into my office and closed the door. I kinda freaked out for a second until a mischievous smile spread across his face.

“I’ve got a dark sense of humor… I’ll pay you $5 if you walk up to Joey Fatone when he’s leaving the office and tell him that he’s your favorite Backstreet Boy.”

“Joey Fatone’s here?! I have to call my sister!” I immediately start giggling hysterically, my face turns a deep red, and I break into a flop sweat.

I never even liked N*Sync, but my sister was so infatuated with them that I guess I was able to channel her for a few seconds.