Fast-forward Friday

 Friday morning. It seems to be slowing down. In my enthusiasm for the weekend and desire for the weekend to come around, I was actually early to staff meeting this morning.

I am seldom early to staff meeting. Generally I rush around doing last minute photocopying, writing notes on the board or guzzling coffee.

Today I had nothing to do but sit and wait. Boring stuff really. There was not even a newspaper lying around and I couldn’t be bothered going back for to my room for a book to read.

I just sat there in a trance and waited.

It probably says something about my punctuality that I have not really experienced waiting around with nothing to do this year until late August.

I had always imagined that it would be pleasant to have a few moments to quietly reflect on things and rest but I found it unpleasant. I was at work. To my mind, work is not a place for peaceful contemplation. It is a place to run around madly, get things done as quickly as possible so that you leave and go home with as little as possible to do at the end of the day.<!--[endif]-->

I am unaccustomed to not working at work. Actually that is not true. I am uncustomed to not being busy and rushing around doing things at work.

I must say the experience of sitting around jittery from the morning caffeination with nothing to do was not pleasant. All I wanted was to have a giant fast-forward button to speed up time and get the day started so the weekend would come sooner.

I shan’t bother being early again. Clearly there is a logical reason for my usual tardiness – it makes the day go by faster.