The Scientist
What do you do when life is uncertain but you have to wake up and live it anyway? When your medication is stronger than you thought so you wake up 20 minutes before 10am, a time you were lucky to have a researcher and scientist from work agree to an interview with you (lucky because they hate cameras and everyone behind them).
When your
face and eyes are puffy from the effects of the meds, yet you have to sober up.
Shower, look, and smell fresh like a normal human. You have to brave throughout
the day, smile and ask questions behind the camera. You were recently rejected
for a job, you applied for but here you are, behind the wheel with 90% of your
brain thinking of editing your CV for a new position, while the 10% focuses on
the road.
Sometimes
it’s the little things that keep you going.
Things like
seeing your favorite (dream) car following you in the rears.
Things like
walking into your cute little office and finding the professor you’re supposed
to interview waiting there because his office is being cleaned (and you’re
late)- but he warms up when he sees you. You even do small talk! (What’s
happening!)
Things like
watching him (the professor) beautifully draw a cube on a flip chart and
explaining the mathematical model he came up with that’s impacting an entire
nation and beyond, during the pool testing and fight against Covid19. This part
is mind-blowing and you look on like a fascinated child that has completely
abandoned their now melting ice cream because they’ve seen a favorite ‘superhero’
in real life.
Then suddenly you consider how lucky you
actually are to be getting first-hand info on such revolutionary content, and
how privileged you are to be telling the story on behalf of this team. How
lucky you are that you still have a job after four teammates were laid off in
the shortest time possible.
Remember
how many scientists hate cameras and anyone behind them? He is no exception.
This piece of knowledge makes you sit at the edge of your chair during the
interview because you know (and can read it off his face) that he’s already
sick of your shit and bright lights on his face. So you’re doing whatever it is
that you can to wrap it up and get out of his hair (ironically, he’s got no
hair haha.).
Just as you
are finally done interviewing him, he says (with a smile! Turns out he can
smile, lol), “So Stella, you’re a musician?”. You almost think it’s one of your
episodes in your disconnected series of dreams but it turns out he’s read about
you (from the staff newsletter) or seen you perform. So you say yes, and even
offer to invite him to one of your shows (knowing fully well that he’d rather
be hanging out with test tubes in the lab than waste time on your ‘silly’
performances)- but guess what?
He’s
actually interested. He asks about how the industry is going with the pandemic
and you revert. Finally, you joke about him paying for a private concert as a
way of supporting you and he doesn’t actually say no lol. He just chuckles and
asks, how much?..
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