an average day at work

so, yesterday i was minding my own business and went to the room with the orange couches to get some paper sample books for a project i am working on. i was headed back to my desk when the executive creative director, and 2 other creative directors came in to look at the room and said "yes, we can use you. come with us." i tried to get out of it a little to no avail. we were sent to the copier/printer room. that is when the big lights turned on and the guy with the video camera started setting up. NOT cool. totally caught off guard. it gets worse. one of the CD's brings out a boom box with some pre-recorded music to a certain song that the brilliant copywriters had changed the lyrics to. our role? sing the song. in a musical-like fashion while pretending to merrily work at the copy machine. ok. i can handle it. i had two other victims with me so i figured i would just go to the back of the room and somewhat hide behind them. no dice. i was placed at the very first printer right in front of the camera and mic. after a few painfully off-pitch rounds and screwing up the verses (even though there were only 2 to learn) it was bearable. then this happened: "ok, everyone stay quiet. we are going to have just Tracy sing by herself and dance on the next few takes." SOOOOO not cool. this is when i definitely felt the heat rising to my face. i tried. . . "CUT!!!" i tried again "CUT!!" over and over. i was awful. i couldn't seem to start the tune on cue. but then again, this is not why they hired me. finally it was a wrap and i went back to my desk to continue my very average day of working as a designer at an ad agency.