The pulse of Alexander Interactive

At Ai we pride ourselves on having cross-functional skill sets. Our front end developers know how to design, our project managers study up on back end development and our Office Coordinator knows how to rap.

That’s right; our ridiculously awesome office coordinator Alex (aka A-Mike, aka my fellow Tar Heel) knows how to rap. To remind the office about our weekly refrigerator purge, she laid down some rhymes to advise the crew to name and date their foodstuffs.

You can check out her sick skills in her Hamster Time performance of “Straight Outta Flatiron” (to the tune of NWA’s “Straight Outta Compton”) below. You can see the full lyrics after the break.

“Straight Outta Flatiron”

Crazy little lady named A-Mike,

From the admin side of the Ai,

When it’s that time

She gotta make a rhyme.

So you don’t mess up the fridge cus that’s a crime.

You too, milk,  if you go bad,

I’ll throw you out, be the worst day you ever had.

Cleaning you out, unless you’re named and dated.

For the lazy leftovers, I guess you shouldn’t have waited.

So if you don’t think it’s real, here’s the deal.

I’m gonna throw it into the trash like gumbo.

Goin off on the refrigerator like that,

With a bag, that’s filled with yo stash.

So give it up, word.

Ain’t no tellin when I’m down for a fridge purge.

Here’s an admin rap to keep y’all thinkin’.

Here’s somethin I shouldn’t be drinkin’.

Sometimes just a Sharpie is the tool

To make your all fridge items cool.

Me and you can go toe-to-toe, no maybe,

But I‘m checkin’ on the fridge, daily,

Yo weekly, monthy, yearly,

Until those crazy Ai-ers see clearly

That I’m down with the fridge on the second floor

Cus you know it can’t take no more.

So when I’m in your cluster, you better check it,

Cus Amike is bout to wreck it.

As I leave, I won’t be called on,

But when I come back, I’m coming straight outta Flatiron.