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Office Space

He comes over in the next cube and starts arguing loudly again
Republicans, democrats, religion, war
Unwelcome, uninvited sound waves grating on my nerves
I just want to meet this deadline

I reach for my ipod and jam the rescue into my ears
Music starts blasting
A calm ensues
Scene in the next cube becomes silent
Arms waving, mouth moving, cynical smiles
Become downright comical
I smile to myself as my finger flow over the keyboard
All is well again :)

Comments

Kay said…
brilliant!!! :)

missed ya!
March 2, 2011 at 4:15 PM
Lori ann said…
i do this too. thank goodness for headphones. and music.

take good care bhavana, it's nice to see you posting!
March 4, 2011 at 11:27 PM
Brian Miller said…
smiles. yeah sometimes a retreat into the music is the best plan...nice write
March 7, 2011 at 1:23 PM
Meghana said…
I wish school allowed you to do that during lunch! Lucky Duck!! So pretty mom :)
March 14, 2011 at 6:18 PM
Dianne said…
that's the way to do it!! :)
March 24, 2011 at 4:16 PM
karen said…
Great, good riddance!! Sometimes enough really is enough... :)
March 28, 2011 at 5:37 AM
Snowbrush said…
What a marvelous description!
April 20, 2011 at 4:56 AM
Anil P said…
Cubicle challenges!

Music can be a welcome escape from the unwelcome.
April 25, 2011 at 12:58 AM
Snowbrush said…
Things have been awfully quiet over your way lately. I hope you're okay.
April 28, 2011 at 7:42 AM
bindu said…
Really good poem! The scene came alive before me. :) Hope all is well with you!
April 29, 2011 at 10:25 PM
Dianne said…
stopped by to say Happy Mom's Day
hope all is well
May 8, 2011 at 7:11 AM
diyadear said…
hey there..

some 3 yrs back u had visited my blog.. i know its late to visit back but as they say better late than never :)
Thanks for visiting..

Cheers,
Divya
May 20, 2011 at 1:24 AM
Unknown said…
omg, 5 years later i am reading it and it can't come at a better time - that's what i need today - music to concentrate! on it :)
October 28, 2016 at 7:19 AM
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