I didn't need a prompt or exercise. I was inspired by real life.
Here's what I came up with today:
The blaring sound of a horn breaks through my concentration,
slicing my ideas to bits.
As though waking from a dream, I shake my head to clear my
thoughts. I picked up the phone and pressed the intercom button. “Canteen’s
here” I announced.
My quiet haven of calm creativity is about to be invaded.
The door to the back shop slides open with a crash. What
seems like hordes of men spill into the silence of my front office oasis. The
hoard is in fact only four guys, but the noise suggested a much larger number.
Their jostling and joking pierce deep in to my skull. I think
I feel a headache coming on.
A momentary reprieve as the tumble of lads dissolve through the
front door, out into the parking lot to retrieve snacks and drinks and other moderately
tasty treats from the mobile canteen affectionately known as ‘the gut-truck’.
Quickly, I gather any remaining threads of my rapidly dispersing thoughts and try to save them before…
The phone rings. I answer. A faceless, nameless customer
asks for information, but is unsure what he’s looking for or even if he has
dialed the right number.
Line two begins to ring.
The troops make their way back in through the front door with
their chocolate and chips and their coffee and cola. Not a single one of them seem
to recognize the sound of a ringing phone.
I quickly take a message from the confused customer on line
one and reach line number two before the fourth ring.
On the other end is a supplier trying to sell the newest, shiniest
and best version yet of his company’s overpriced thing-a-ma-bob. Thanks,
but no thanks.
The cacophony of men passes by, the phones go silent, The door to the back shop slides shut.
My oasis of creativity can resume.
Please note that the people mentioned are only based on people I may (or may not) know, and my use of the term "coffee" is a loose interpretation to the caffeinated beverage available at 'the gut truck.'
Please feel free to comment or commiserate as you see fit.
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