Published 2013-08-29 20:39:58
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It was an exciting day at work, over a year ago. We held a focus group where various company leads interviewed a group of clients while some of us sat behind a two-way mirror (one-way window?) and watched. I was promised that from 1pm to 2:15pm, they would be discussing things that would greatly interest me.
"More empty promises," I shook my head.
The boredom was starting to get to me. My mind wandered; the observation room, with its subdued lighting, seemed to melt away; hallucinations were imminent.
Then I noticed one of the company leads--in fact one of the three who organized the event--had her cell phone sitting on the table in front of her. I couldn't resist. I pulled out my cell phone and composed a text message: "This is like watching a movie that sucks. Needs more hookers and drugs. Maybe a donkey." I hit send and almost instantly, her cell phone chime sounded... the microphones in the meeting room picked it up and transmitted it into the observation room. She leaned over, touched her phone and read the message.
I can't quite put my finger on the expression. Was she trying not to laugh? Was she ready to leap through the two-way mirror (one-way window?), leaving shards of glass scattered around for her to use as a weapon? I'm pretty sure she twitched and shot a glance toward the observation room with cold, blue eyes.
I was finished with my fruit punch vitamin water and had to go to the bathroom, so I left shortly afterward.