It’s 11.53 on a scorching Friday morning and for the second time in as many days; the air conditioning fails to satisfy its end of the bargain. Kevin, a smartly dressed man in his late twenties, with an impeccable hairstyle and a looming deadline, wipes the sweat from his brow as he struggles to concentrate on the task at hand.
The noise inside the office is deafening. Josie and Anna are over at the drinks machine, giggling away as they compare stories from Saturday night. Steve, fresh from yet another disciplinary meeting, curses his way from workstation to workstation as he vents his frustration towards anyone who will listen, and to top it off, the clatter of a thousand key strokes are added to this cacophony of noise in their own inimitable way.
With his head in his hands and self-doubt in his heart; the unmistakable sound of an incoming message arouses Kevin from his woe. It’s his wife, Claire. In just a few little words, she reminds him he has something to look forward to – a life outside these four walls – a life without deadlines, stress and incessant distractions.
“How’s it going Mr Happy?”
Kevin looks up, flashes Steve a smile, and replies;Continue Reading