Shawn and I, We See Eye to Eye

Please enjoy this poem from Michael Bryan about his coworker at DDA, Shawn Payne. The photos show the coworkers and an art sample from Shawn.


I show up at 6:30 a.m.
Shawn arrives by 7:00 a.m.

I turn on my computer, check emails and if the light on my desk telephone is blinking, I check the messages.
Shawn does the same.

I answer emails and return my calls in a timely manner.
Shawn does the same. 

I go to lunch at 11:30 a.m.
Shawn goes at noon.

I check in with my supervisor on a regular basis.
Shawn does the same.

My supervisor offers guidance, makes changes and gives me feedback.

Shawn’s supervisor does the same for him.

I am expected to complete my work efficiently.
Shawn is expected to do the same.

Shawn is an artist.
I consider myself an artiste.

SPayne artwork.jpg

​Shawn’s draws great pictures.
I paint pictures with a camera.

I drive to work.
Shawn rides the metro like others in the office.

Shawn goes on vacations.
I do that, too.

Shawn feels that he needs to spend more time on his art.
I need to spend more time with my camera.

Shawn has dedicated family members who check in on him.
My mother calls often to check in on me.

Shawn takes off on Mondays to practice his art.
I wish I could do the same.

He will be back tomorrow.
I will walk by his desk.

We will talk for a minute.
He does not say much.
I ask a few questions he answers a few.
He says okay.
I am okay too.

Shawn’s day ends at 4:30 p.m.
Mine ends at 3 p.m.

I see him as a colleague and a part of our team.
He sees me for me.
I see him for him.
Colleague, team mate, friend.

Michael Bryan
March 5, 2018