Here I Go Again

First things, first:  Congratulations Taylor!  We’ll be sending you some rugby related treats shortly!  You have no idea how high you’ve moved up in the ranks by leaving your small bits of encouragement for one lost little practicing writer.

Ahem.  Mush out.

A few butterflies at Mitsubishi Pharma organised an after work event. Karaoke. (Of course.) I thought I would have trouble singing and dancing with these people I sit in serious meetings with. I expected it to be awkward. Drawing on Dutch courage, I actually had a good time.

No matter which song pops into your head when you hear the phrase ‘Mama Mia’, we covered it. And by the way, Billie Jean is not my lover; I mean it. Steady on!

I didn’t secure my colleagues’ permission to publish photos of them singing. Sorry ’bout that. Maybe I am bending the rules a little, but no one will be blackmailed based on the appearance of their bottom half. Who would recognize them? Well, perhaps excepting these famous legs.

Oh we were livin’ (and singing) on a prayer, for sure.

Is that the intro to ‘Creep’?!

No they didn’t.

Um, yeah. They did. And one of my besties picked it. As they sang, the lyrics slowly sunk… I realized that this song might actually be an incredibly appropriate accompaniment to my days at work.

The good news is that we quickly returned to having fun.

Ultimately, I see that I work with some very incredible people. Through the meetings, through the disagreements, through the pressure bearing down on us all – we are a really amazing group of People. This fact has to remain my constant anchor in an otherwise shifting hall of mirrors and smoke.