Tainted Love

And so, we walk into work thinking ‘Well, today is the weekend’. Our ears become hard of hearing and we do not want to see things that remind us of the week approaching. Our tongues are wrapped in tunes that will keep us busy over the weekend and feet tapping lightly under our desks to the endless humming. It is Thursday and ‘The Ramones’ couldn’t have been more appropriate.

Just then our Big Boss walks by and he hears us taking off on words from ‘Tainted Love’. He does not ask why we are in such a jolly state of mind or why we are not cursing around like we normally do. He does not ask us to sit for a meeting or does not even take stock of our day. He hears ‘The Ramones’ and joins in with a shake of his own left leg, head nodding agreeably to the smell of the weekend.

Just then, the Client calls and I answer the phone at the precise third ring with a delightful ‘good morning’ and say to her ‘Did I tell you that your voice is music to my ears!’ She feels flattered and thanks me endlessly for my refreshing praise; I made her feel ten years younger. On to work in her next sentence; press ad layout revisions for the nth time, doesn’t point of sale look better in yellow and red as opposed to yellow and maroon? My logo looks too tiny, darling; you must make it ‘twice’ the size!

Dear Miss Client,

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away
I've got to
Get away
From the pain you drive in the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my light
For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night

Tainted love
(Ooh) Tainted love
(Ooh) Tainted love
(Ooh) Tainted love

The work day is coming to a close and we tap our feet harder, no longer under our desks. We hum no longer and our voices have risen to a profoundly audible level; we are not tired today like we normally are on the weekdays. The ground beneath us seems to shake, the replica of the colorful vibrations at a disco and our Big Boss is over the moon to see his employees so merrily engaged.

Dear Weekend,

Touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
But now I'm gonna pack my things and go
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love…