In an episode of the american version of the office, jim had a very nasty day. the thing was, his clients were stolen by the irritating dwight. losing one’s client is not a small thing. what more if that client provided jim half of his commission for the whole year. now if that isnt a bad day then i wouldnt know what would constitute such a damning fact.
suddenly this happened towards the end of the day.
the boss summoned everyone into the conference room for a meeting of some sort. in the end half of them were asleep and jim had pam on his right shoulder. and that was all that it took. it was all that was need for him to say at the end of the day, ‘overall… it was a pretty good day.’
that is the essence of what would make my day. all i would need at the end of the day are the simplest things in life. in jim’s case it is the smell of pam’s hair on his nostrils and her scent on his shirt.
it was the end of the day on last friday. it was after a gruelling 2 weeks, all in the name of International Friendship Day. i shant bore you with the details but i shall merely state that at the end of friday i was wondering why was i back in the teaching saddle again.
so there i was sitting on my table wondering as my eyes cursored aorund the rather large room, looking for a point of focus. it was then a colleague sat by my side.
‘hey, i just wanted to tell you that i overheard Akane talking to other students about you. if she had been a grown up woman i could swore that she had a major crush on you,’ she said.
i smiled, ‘what did she say?’
’she said; he is funny, sings, plays the guitar and dresses well,’ she continued.’have a good day, just thought you might want to know.’
after that, all the anger, frustrations, and exhaustion dissipated into the thin air. i smiled for the whole weekend.
Song of the Day; Sunsets by Powderfinger
Finger Acrobatics Performed by Avloomat
