Wednesday October 20, 10:14 a.m., I have just left the morning, I arrive at the offices of the Zoom Zoom Zen team to write my column for the afternoon. I go to the coffee machine. I think it doesn't work. I ask the team. Cyril, the editor-in-chief of the show, makes me understand that I'm an idiot because you just have to press the button. He doesn't imagine that before asking for help, I looked everywhere, even behind the water tank. Pierre comes to help me. Pierre says the machine no longer works. It seemed to me that there was a problem. Fortunately, masculine energy was there to confirm it.
10:27 a.m., that's it, I have my coffee in hand.
12:12 p.m., time to go for lunch. I discovered the Radio France canteen. Almost 20 years without having entered a cantoche.
Oh Wow. They're everywhere. A fish corner, another rotisserie, a dessert corner and so on. My eyes no longer know where to look, where can I go? There is a queue for the rotisserie corner but no fish. It seems to me that they eat lunch here every day, they must know what is better. Come on, head towards the rotisserie. Oh but wait, there's egg mayo in here.
An experience rich in flavors. It's time to go get some fresh air with a colleague.
12:57 The air is taken, I enter the building again. I forgot to take out my badge because I said to myself, he saw me going out. My colleague had the reflex to take out his badge. In fact, he works here every day, this gesture has become part of his habits. The security guard said to my colleague, looking in the opposite direction to mine: You had the right reflex. “Ah, that’s a sting for my face,” I said. Adding “but he didn’t have the courage to tell me directly”. I do the same as him, I say it out loud without looking at him. Because yes, I always act like a mirror.
2:26 p.m. I look out the window and see the Eiffel Tower. It's still a nice working environment. And then I say to myself, “But wait, big girl, weren’t there any stories about paint for rust? “. I look on the internet and there I see “The Eiffel Tower threatened with collapse because of rust? “. Oh Wow. Collapse ? But anyway, how many elevators are there? We must stop all visits, it would be a real tourist disaster. I read the article, the Eiffel Tower is not in good condition
health but the title is exaggerated. It was, as it is crudely called, a clickbait title.
3:07 p.m., still sitting at the desk. It's annoying, I feel watched every moment. And as soon as I look up to see who's looking at me, it's a coat rack. I don't know how the person who usually sits here experiences it. In its place, I would have moved this coat rack ages ago.
7:16 p.m., I come across an Instagram video in which a man prepares a bath for his wife. Cute. He puts blue clothing dye in the water for her. She obviously comes out with discolored skin, certainly even irritated by these chemicals. He died of laughter, she was angry. I imagine that she says to herself like me “I have seen idiots in my life, but never one like him”.
8:38 p.m. I sit down in front of a series. The main character may die. The series is in parallel editing. There are scenes today and in 3 years. Here we are today. I saw him in 3 years. So I know he's not going to die but I'm under tension. Phew, I confirm, he didn't die. It's crazy the emotion that pierces us, even when we know. Every time I watch Titanic, I do everything I can to make sure Jack doesn't die. In the law of attraction, they say that if you visualize, you can achieve your goals through the power of thought. I visualized, many times, I saw him with Rose on a horse, having children… And yet, the ending never changed.
Thursday October 31, 9:48 a.m., finally now what, these are my last words, not about life but on the air, for the morning, I loved this week with you, I have the impression that we grew up together . I loved replacing Charline. Thanks to the whole team. Thanks Simon.
