Today I was feeling great from the morning. I had this feeling that something good was going to happen.
It may sound crazy, but although I still live in the same society, driven by careerism and ambitions, I feel calm the recent weeks. I have a simple job of a cleaner, which is not prestigious and for which I have much lower payment than I had used to. But I am calm, because I am focused on the simple thing, I did not notice before.
When I got to the office this morning, I understand why I had this good feeling. My brother looked worried and when he saw me, he pointed out with his eyes at our daily schedule. I burst out laughing. It seemed that faint was making some kind of joke with us. Our whole day would be devoted to the windows of a big office building, which was really high. It was funny for me, because I knew that my brother was afraid of heights. He was so afraid of heights, as I was afraid of dead people. He looked at me confused as he was saying “Don’t you dare to say anything!”. But he could not stop me. As soon as we got in our van, I started joking with him.
When we got the address, he was already rather worried. I offered him to clean the inner side of the windows, while I was cleaning the outer side. He of course disagreed. So we decided us both to clean together the inside first. The work was monotonous, but we did it together, so we would have to finish it quick. I taught about the moment when we would have to go outside and to clean the windows, hanging in our metal cage dozens of feet above the ground. It would be interesting.
Then I taught that some of the people, I gave the biggest credits have offices right in this building. I wondered what would they think, if they see me washing their windows. But in fact I did not care at all. I was feeling fine and was doing a descent job.
Soon I found another advantage of the work as a cleaner. First I taught that I was fancying, but I think I was not. It seemed to me that when I was bending over to moisten the mob in the bucket, when I was stretching to get the highest angles of the window or when I was going to pour fresh water in the bucket, the women behind the desks looked at me with interest. I realised that these modern women working in offices are watching too much television. They may be fans of “Desperate housewives” or something like that, where women with carrier get attracted to hardworking men… Ha-ha-ha, who could guess what are women thinking at all!?