I’ve Always Had a Soft Spot for This

The snooker World Championships Final is on tonight.

And I don’t half-watch it.

I’m properly paying attention.

It’s not the kind of thing you can just have on in the background anyway.

Every shot matters. Every decision.

One mistake and it all shifts.

I’ve always liked that about it.

The patience.

The control.

The way nothing is rushed, even when it could be.

It takes more focus than people realise.

But if I’m honest…

that’s not the only reason I like it.

I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for older men in suits.

The kind who don’t need to say much.

Just calm, composed… completely in control of what they’re doing.

It’s probably why I’ve always liked working in an office as well, if I’m being honest.

There’s something about it.

You notice things.

More than you probably should.

The way they carry themselves.

The way they don’t rush.

The way they barely have to do anything… and still hold your attention.

It’s subtle.

But it’s there.

I am sitting here, properly watching the match…

and I caught myself getting a bit distracted.

Not by the game.

Something else.

Which is slightly ironic, really.

Sitting there looking completely well-behaved…

paying attention like I’m supposed to…

and thinking something entirely different.

I don’t think anyone at work would expect that from me.

But then again…

they don’t really look that closely.

Katie xxx