Thursday Dance Party
3:00PM
Sitting at my computer completely oblivious to what time it is, a reminder pops up. Honestly, what could be so much more important then the work I am doing right now? Not even reading what it says I click ignore. I've got projects piled on my desk, things that need to get done, shaking my head as I think of all the work; this is going to be another long day.
3:05PM
Another reminder pops up. Seriously, I don't care if Jeff needs to have a meeting with me. I've got projects to cut and really whatever it is it can wait. Settling down, I take a sip of my tea, calm myself and try to focus on what I'm cutting. I need a good "Beep!" for the beginning of this commercial. Nope that one is too high pitch, that one too space-y that one too short. YIKES! My ears! That one WAY too loud!
3:10PM
What the ?!? Another reminder, I am soon going to throw outlook out the window. Still searching for the perfect sound effect, Andrea breezes by my office. "5 minutes," she says. 5 minutes to what? I've got work to do. Suddenly my MSN starts blinking, it's Shelley. What does she want? The message flashes, "5 minutes!!!" Do people even work in this place?
3:15PM
My edit suites fills with people, someone hands me a CD yelling, "Track 6!" I turn around and wonder what the heck, why is everyone here?? Duncan says, " Sarah, it's dance party time, wipe that stupid look off your face, get that song playing, we're wasting time!"
Finally like a smack in the face it hits me, it's the Thursday 3:15PM Dance Party! I spin around; get the cd in, hit track 6 and Amy Winehouse's Rehab starts blaring from my speakers. Ella pulls out these wicked moves, Allyson is grooving away and Paul looks like he is on another planet. I look around and realize just how cool this really is, all my buddies dancing away the day's stresses, mile wide grins, and not a care in the world. It seems like everyone needed this break as much as me.
3:20PM
The song ends, everyone files out. Allyson looks at me and says, "Next week it's my song." I can hardly wait, I wonder what she is going to pick.

