I wake up drenched in sweat, to the sound of my alarm. BUZZZ. I know it’s 6 am without even having to open my eyes. I’m sure because this is my routine. One that I’ve had for years now. But don’t get me wrong, I’m not bitter about it. I couldn’t be happier. I work for an animation firm, Dream Theatre, something that I have been meaning to do for a really long time, ever since I was a child almost. I would doodle at the back of my notebooks in my classes, and get warned about for the same by my teachers. They said this was a waste of time, but I never believed them. Maths doesn’t make me as happy as imagining the way my character, Jimmy Halpert, would ride the bike. I was never bitter about that too, I knew I had to do this. But this is the story for another time, for I am getting late to my dream job. Literally.
As I am about to take a shower, I lay six strips of bacon on my George Forman Grill because I love getting ready to the crackling sound of bacon. I know it for a fact because I do it every day, as I do most things. But you already know that by now. I wear my suit and tie along with the cuffs that I designed for myself, they’re in the shape of pretzels cause I also love them.
I can’t wait to get to work for I have my own cubicle and I love it. I am the only employee who has one right now and also has the authority to design it herself. I put up my paintings to make it look more beautiful, and sure it does. It is welcoming, but for some reason, I never feel the same way with the rest of my colleagues. I guess they don’t like having lunch with five people at once, and I am always the fifth. Well, getting back to my bacon, it is absolutely delicious and so good for me, but I’m sure you already know that by now.
Today, I need to design a new character for my upcoming animated series, the Garden Party. It’s a show for toddlers and kids, and it warms my heart to be working on this project. I’m going to have a brainstorming session in the backseat of my cab.
Amongst my entire routine, and don’t get me wrong I love it, the only thing that I wish would change is the way my colleagues are with me. I grew up in a small town with big dreams, I’ve come where I am now with scholarships and my own capabilities. I guess people don’t like the struggle that I have been through. Or whatever, I don’t know. I need to think about my new character.
I reach my office and my boss immediately summons me. He is kind of a hysterical person. He cracks a really poor joke which I am forced to laugh at, because well, he’s the one that signs my paychecks. I don’t remember what he said, frankly because I was focusing on my character. Is it supposed to be this hard?
Today is harder in the office than any other day. Everyone is repulsed by me, and I can’t seem to understand why. I have been nothing but nice. I consider myself to be a pretty optimistic person, so why am I being held to such negativity is beyond me. I’m just going to try to hold my head up high and try to get through the entire day. And I still don’t have a character.
I won’t lie, it does get difficult. I have grown up listening to the saying that man is a social animal and I truly believe it for the simple reason that it is a universal truth. But I guess I am the only one who’s aware of this concept because nobody wants to socialize. At least not with me. I have nobody to talk to except my mom, who lives in another state altogether. So most days I sit in my cubicle and have lunch along with my friends on the screens, friends that I created on paper, and gave life to with my animation photoshop app. Sometimes, I call my mom. I like my cubicle. It makes me happy. There is this photo of mom and I drawn by a caricaturist, and it’s so funny. I smile every time I look at it, mostly on days when life at the office seems hard. I really hoped for this sketch to be an ice breaker but it didn’t work. I guess I am okay with it now. I feel better when I am at home.
Well, in other good news, I have decided on a new character! It is going to be a boy, working on a farm, and helping all those he can. Since this show is for the kids, I have to add a lot of morality and simplicity in the story. Virtual life sounds so good and sweet, I wish I was a part of it.
Okay, I can’t believe what just happened! My executive just approached me! She said she liked my cubicle, and she needed some help with her project, and so I did. I am so glad I talked to someone apart from my own mind. Oh goodness, I hope I am not going crazy.
I was just scrolling through Social Book today when I read about the importance of mental health. There are a lot of symptoms that I related to. It gets difficult for me to get out of bed too sometimes. I don’t feel constantly happy nowadays, even if I have been branded as a happy go lucky person. Nobody treats me well in my office. I only feel better in my cubicle. With my mom’s photo and my animated friends.
I have to work on a presentation for the upcoming series, Garden Party. I am going to make the most of it because I am in a happy mood as I made a new friend today. Even if she needed my help, she talked to me! So. Anyway. Back to the presentation. I have to explain what the character imbibes, how can it be beneficial to the story. I have a good feeling about this. I can’t wait to get to work.
There were days when I wouldn’t feel like going to work, but today is different. I am happy to just be included in a clique. Did I mention she complimented me when I was on my way to the pantry to get coffee? She said she liked the way my cuffs were and how I had put so much work into my cubicle. I think I blushed. I will gift her similar cuffs if she liked mine so much. Another new task: to design new cuff ideas for her. I feel better today.
So, I am in the middle of my presentation when I have been stopped by my boss to be asked all sorts of questions that do not make a lot of sense. He is just kidding around, and I can tell. I can also tell that all the colleagues like my ideas. I added a few more pointers to the boy turned farmer’s character and everyone seems to really like it. I am being appreciated and it feels good.
So, post-presentation, the office clique came into my cubicle to applaud my ideas. They want to have lunch together tomorrow! This is one of the happiest days of my life. I am going to cook extra delicious food for them. I am already deciding the menu for them.
All of them seem to like my cubicle a lot. We’ve ordered coffee, and while this is my third cup of the day I don’t mind. I like having coffee with “friends”. I look at everyone and think to myself that amidst all this, I never gave up on myself. I remembered to hold my head high and mind my business, in my cubicle, which by the way, everyone seems to love the way it has been decorated. It is obviously better to have people like you, but the most important thing is that you like your own self. Never give up on yourself, because you are all you got at the end of every day. I liked it today because I got some validation. But that wasn’t an everyday thing. Even if miracles like these don’t happen every day, remember that you are the miracle of your life. If you don’t like and appreciate yourself, nobody else will. I like who I am today, and I will like myself tomorrow as well as the day after that, and the day after that too. I am getting ready to go home with the same zeal and I will wake up tomorrow at 6 am with the same feeling. Having friends is important, but what’s actually necessary is the faith that you have in yourself and never lose that no matter what. And so, to celebrate this faith and not giving up on myself, I will lay an extra strip of bacon in the morning tomorrow.