"When you work with people, there’s problems," Theresa said.
"When you work alone, there’s problems too," I said.
We’re driving back from a meeting with a client, and talking about how difficult it was getting temperamental people to finish their work on time. There’s too much work; there’s too much stress. How much can a person take anyway, before the facade of civility undergoes a Hulkian transformation?
The problem is not work, I think. We are the problem.
We have a problem with people because we have problems with ourselves. If I’m not comfortable in my own skin, it’s going to be tough living and working with others. Okay, maybe work - stressful work - triggers an extreme reaction, and snap! Anyone would lose it. Break down. Blow up. Wouldn’t you?
See, it’s no one’s fault.
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