I had an omelette this weekend prepared by a singing chef.

It wasn't his job to sing. It was his job to cook.

I soon realized he was the type of person who couldn't help but sing when fully invested in his work.

I heard the singing first. And I wondered if he'd get the order right.

But for some reason, since he was singing Italian arias, I decided the odds were high he was a passionate guy. And that meant to me that, as heartfelt as his singing was, his cooking was probably heartfelt, too.

I was right.

The omelette was perfect.

It was artistry on a plate, a perfect melody in every bite.

The experience made me think about singing while I work – at least in spirit.

When – and why – have I most often felt like singing while I worked?

How about you – when was the last time you felt like singing while you work – and did you actually do so?

What made you feel that way?

And is there some way that you can bring those circumstances into your work today?