playlisted /H.S./

song no 2 - dear Prudence

"Just another 'hit' day." I kept replaying it in my head.
And the sole definition made me smile...like, instantly. Mike, my boss came up with the idea, since then every day when we got an A-lister-in-da-house, we called it a HIT day.

Balancing two trays of coffee and many other stuff, I made my way down the west side of the building.

My blue headset holding on for it's dear life while 'No Diggity' blasted, making my way a bit more dancing. With focus on my steps on the glass stairs, I arrived upstairs, corridor left to the meeting room.

"Tessa, please hold the door for me!" I said maybe sutely a bit to loudly, I had a bad habit of playing music too loudly.

"Thanks" finally an assistant I adore. We were around the same age. "Pub after job!" I saw her wink, and I entered.

Luckily I balanced the trays to the mid of the table, packing down the beverages and the patestry in it's well created place. My brother owned the café, hence my job of bringing his delicious food.

The music label allowed our office to have a different, funky vibe. The tray was a big purple wave, and it went perfectly with the polka dotted chairs.

New song, new vibes. I swayed, singing for myself.

Keeping the headset on, I put away the ipad charger, starting the presentations, just to simply check the technology. This album meeting was really important foe the creative team.

Glanced around, yeah, room looked presentable. And it was warm,I stopped the ac, then struggled moving aside with the coat hanger. Someone left it in the way. A few Ugh sounds later I hanged my furry coat. It was pastel coloured, as all my clothes were, basically that is why I got the nickname 'Icing'.

"And here is the meeting room." Heard Mike in his enthusiastic voice, so I quickly ran to my chair, trying to get the headset down on the chair, planning to hide it behind me while sitting down for the meeting. The meeting I wanted to skip, but Mike insisted on me staying for. It had nothing to do with my department, but he wanted to show off for the client.

I heard people greeting others outside, been waiting for them in silence, then right when the headset hit it designated spot on to my chair, the Bluetooth connection had other plans, not letting me hide, connecting off my headset and blasting the song with the same level but now on my phone... which I had in my coat, on the hanger, right next to....

"Mr Harry Styles" someone announced.

"And thaaaat is Icing, who is about to stop the music, right?" Laughed Mike in a disguised anger. I felt my face burn.

"Soooory-sorry-sorrry" heavens, why today? I dragged out my chair in desparate tempo, and tried to quickly tap the song away on the headset, but it did not re-connect.

The song was one of my favourites, and about to get to the bridge...

Which Mr Jeff started to sing...

Heavens.
I forgot my headset, and ran between them to get to my coat.

Random stuff thrown into my hand, my lipbalm rolling on the ground. I need to switch back to having a bag with me! I created the mental note.

I felt people watching me, one's was basically burning me.

"Soooooorrryyyy"

And I could finally stop Spotify.

I gave myself 3 seconds in the miserable silence I left behind me.
Maybe a bit more. 5 seconds...
My back facing the crowded meeting room. I wanted to move my leather skirt or do something easy, then to walk back to sit. Why did I agree on staying here? I was in that stupid Zoom call, right, but did not even check the client nor the people connecting. I had a favour to pay for Mike and I jumped in to agree on whatever we stated.