Rank And File
I have stunning powers of concentration. When I am engrossed in a book (or in my work, even though I much prefer a book), the entire world vanishes. You can walk into my office and when you start to speak, you have to scrape me off the ceiling.
I once had a ecology-minded job where all the lights were motion-sensitive. I sat so still the light kept going off while I worked. Maintenance had to cripple the switch in my office.
There is one place where my mind wanders. (Well, let’s make that two – I have a bit of trouble staying in the moment in my Yoga class.)
It’s not that I’m not paying attention. It’s that so many other things are interesting too.
I like re-seat the attendees in my mind. I think of it as creating order out of chaos.
First of all, there’s COLOR. I will group those people wearing black, then brown, then blue, green…well, you get the idea. Sometimes I wish I could make everyone get up and sit in the more visually appealing scheme I have designed.
Then there’s HAIR. I like to rearrange from short hair to long. I am always in the middle.
There’s WEIGHT of course, and again, I’m in the middle. This gives me comfort.
For ladies only, there’s MAKEUP. Au naturel: to the left, please. And as I work in a very ‘earthy’ industry, I need a lot of room to my left. I envy those women with perfect complexions, and lashes that don’t need mascara. I am not one of those women.
Also for girls only, there’s JEWELRY. I’m at the top in the ‘dripping in jewels’ category. I place a little lower in MANICURE. And at the bottom in BOSOM.
Lastly there’s AGE.
Years ago (because I’ve been doing this as long as I’ve been attending meetings) I was the smart-alecky kid. Then I became the fresh-faced young manager. Then, the successful executive. And not long ago, the wise veteran.
Yesterday, when I looked around the room, putting everyone in order, there I was: The Old Lady.