It must be the Spring.....
Today I had the most unproductive, fidgeting, restless, funny and even sensual day at work....
I don’t know...it all started since I left the house with a rushing feeling of being late. I wasn’t late, actually. Traffic has been a breeze thanks to Spring Break (gotta love Cancun, where all the acne charged high school kids are right now getting drunk and burned by the sun).
Therefore I arrived on time and I was pleasantly surprised.
I reached my desk and since that moment I knew I would have been doomed.
You know when you feel that something is different but you can’t quite grab what and why? People around you act differently, the light is different, there is more laughing and giggling in the background and nobody looks like work should even be a word in the dictionary?
So I went around to say my good morning, got my first cup of coffee, went to my boss’s office and said hello. He waved animatedly back at me, smiling. Went back to my desk and put on my headset and opened Pandora (it’s a site from which you can endlessly listen the music of your choice) that has been the killer soundtrack of this crazy day.
I don’t know...each single song was talking to me....each single word was able to easily distracting for my work. I couldn’t type right, I couldn’t make a sum without going back twice.
I started to feel like I had warm mercury in my veins.
Does ever happened to you?
Like when you have a slight tremor in your body but is actually a nice sensation only you just can’t give it a release? I looked around.....,.my coworkers had the same look on their face “Get us out of here, please”.
From our windows (we have a lot of windows) a glorious sun was making fun of all of us. I drank my second coffee and I don’t know how I finished one research.
I peeked here at Soulcast too. Now, usually, I don’t have the time to do it. But today I just couldn’t avoid it. Naturally that too contributed to my increased sense of rebellion. Yes, I was feeling like back in high school when my girlfriend and I were anxiously conspiring to find a way to get out of the class and go smoking in the bathroom.
My colleague got in and as soon as she sat down I told her “Look, today I am going to get zero work done, I am telling you ahead”. She laughed and told me ‘And I was this close to turn to wheel around and go back home”.
I kept listening to my selected music....Sia, Leslie Feist, Dido, Rem, Train, Coldplay, Genesis, Sting...each of their songs was a conspiracy against me, an attack to my sanity, a well armed battalion of distractions pointed to my heart......
Get out and live your life...its Spring....don’t wait, do something....speak, move, choose, walk...fly away.....they were saying to me.
I was thinking that winter is gentler for single....now the days are getting longer....Spring opens up all these possibilities of going places, seeing things, doing stuff ...but....i am alone.
I got up and went to the break room. A group of girls was oooh and aaah over the beautiful sight of our 15 trees all in bloom....fifteen clouds of white flowers that had appeared on top of them like from day to night...i oooh and aaah with them.
Oh shit, I had a meeting to go. I got in the conference room just in time. As the time was passing by it was clear that nobody had the least sheer focus on what our poor boss was talking about....we were giggling, whispering, tapping the pens over the table rotating on our chairs. Just a bunch of kids bored and ready to go out and play.
I went back to my desk....oh, I am telling you....usually I am very concentrated on my job...i talk and joke but only when I am done......today there has not been a conversation where I wouldn’t dive in. I was on a roll, evidently...i was making everybody laugh...plus, with another colleague we just could say anything without turning it in a dialogue between De Sade and Casanova.....she is a sassy cookie...
They started to make fun of my accent...i know when people has good intentions so I corroborated their jokes pretending to call my friend Luigi and arrange an evil plot to kill our administrative assistant and steal her precious box of candy (she has an industrial quantity of them in her drawers).. And I was saying ‘Let me talk with Tony....questa cosa si puo’ fare (we can do this)” with my best Corleone accent...
You got the idea?
I went back to work...but Soulcast didn’t help me at all in soothing this fluttering mobility of my heart....
I finally completed more researches....amazingly at the end of the day I realized I didn’t slacked too much.
How did I ever found the concentration when I was listening to such dangerous music all the time?...
Rob Thomas, a splash of Spanish guitar, Alanis Morrisette, Jem, Anna Nalick, AIM, Karie Melua, Regina Spektor, Tori Amos,, Ivy....if you know these artists you have an idea of my fidgeting mood today.
Everybody noticed I was this different, like moved by an internal breeze....without focus, swaying like dancing....and I was telling to everybody “I don’t know. It must be the Spring”
Better be the Spring, or I am really in trouble.
What am I going to do tomorrow?
