Tick. Tick. Tick. I looked down at my watch, waiting for the train to arrive. It was late today; these days, it always seemed to be late. Perhaps it was because I was used to the fast paced life of Manhattan. Nothing ever stopped and you became lost in a sea of faces. Or maybe it was because I was miserable here in Ossining, and I wanted to be out of here as soon as possible. It well might be that I feel this sense of restlessness because it is Monday.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
The train arrives and without a moment to spare, I go to my usual spot and sit near the window. The blur of my life gone before my eyes. I look down at my watch once again and I wonder to myself, how many things can I get done before my watch stops ticking? At some point near …show more content…
This could not be who I think it is. Could she really be so daft, so irresponsible to call my workplace? I took a deep breath, “Midge.”
“I was very sneaky wasn’t I? I bet I even had you fooled.”
“Midge, you know better than to call my workplace,” I fired back in a frustrated tone.
“Does that mean you didn’t miss me either?” she answered sounding upset.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
It’s 3:30 p.m. and I am back in the office. I left hastily to reconcile the issues with Midge. She was upset that I wasn’t happy that I received her call, but she knew better! What we have now works because it doesn’t interfere with any other part of my life. If she didn’t get that I don’t know what I would do. I stared at the enormous amount of work that lay on my desk, wondering how I could get this done.
Mr. Sterling comes into my office unannounced and stays for another hour discussing plans for the meeting with our client selling Lucky Strike. I could slowly feel the day slipping away from me. He tried to understand what was going through my head, but how could I explain it when most times I didn’t understand it myself?
Tick. Tick. Tick.
It’s 4:30 p.m. and Pete Campbell comes in trying to suck up to me when he knows I don’t trust him.
Tick. Tick. …show more content…
We were in love and happy. Fast forward to when Birdie and I moved out of the city, I am not happy about this but it makes sense. We couldn’t possibly raise children in Manhattan. A couple of years later and it is the time I met Midge. She became a sort of medicine to the pain I didn’t know I had. Abruptly, I am promoted and I am “the ad-man” everyone is talking about. Then it is 7:30 a.m. and I am rushing to catch the train that I don’t know will be late. It is noon and I haven’t got anything done. And then its 3:30, 4:30, 5:10, and 5:30. I have done nothing useful in my day, in my life. What’s the point? Why does this all matter? “You 're born alone and you die alone and this world just drops a bunch of rules on top of you to make you forget those facts. But I never forget. I 'm living like there 's no tomorrow, because there isn 't one” (Season 1 Episode 1). The ticking never stops and when it does stop, will anything
Tick. Tick. Tick.
The train arrives and without a moment to spare, I go to my usual spot and sit near the window. The blur of my life gone before my eyes. I look down at my watch once again and I wonder to myself, how many things can I get done before my watch stops ticking? At some point near …show more content…
This could not be who I think it is. Could she really be so daft, so irresponsible to call my workplace? I took a deep breath, “Midge.”
“I was very sneaky wasn’t I? I bet I even had you fooled.”
“Midge, you know better than to call my workplace,” I fired back in a frustrated tone.
“Does that mean you didn’t miss me either?” she answered sounding upset.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
It’s 3:30 p.m. and I am back in the office. I left hastily to reconcile the issues with Midge. She was upset that I wasn’t happy that I received her call, but she knew better! What we have now works because it doesn’t interfere with any other part of my life. If she didn’t get that I don’t know what I would do. I stared at the enormous amount of work that lay on my desk, wondering how I could get this done.
Mr. Sterling comes into my office unannounced and stays for another hour discussing plans for the meeting with our client selling Lucky Strike. I could slowly feel the day slipping away from me. He tried to understand what was going through my head, but how could I explain it when most times I didn’t understand it myself?
Tick. Tick. Tick.
It’s 4:30 p.m. and Pete Campbell comes in trying to suck up to me when he knows I don’t trust him.
Tick. Tick. …show more content…
We were in love and happy. Fast forward to when Birdie and I moved out of the city, I am not happy about this but it makes sense. We couldn’t possibly raise children in Manhattan. A couple of years later and it is the time I met Midge. She became a sort of medicine to the pain I didn’t know I had. Abruptly, I am promoted and I am “the ad-man” everyone is talking about. Then it is 7:30 a.m. and I am rushing to catch the train that I don’t know will be late. It is noon and I haven’t got anything done. And then its 3:30, 4:30, 5:10, and 5:30. I have done nothing useful in my day, in my life. What’s the point? Why does this all matter? “You 're born alone and you die alone and this world just drops a bunch of rules on top of you to make you forget those facts. But I never forget. I 'm living like there 's no tomorrow, because there isn 't one” (Season 1 Episode 1). The ticking never stops and when it does stop, will anything