fella is always pissed off, an’ by my reckoning useless. This guy, he comes to work, has the same job, but if he actually has to do that job he act’s like someone else isn’t doing theirs.
I got pissed off with him last night and maybe wasn’t the soul of patience I usually am. Because he would not work, I worked later and harder.
I was telling the ‘lady about this this morning and she said to me;
a person who goes to a dysfunctional workplace happy with who they are outside that work place will thrive in the workplace inspite of the workplace.
By that same token, a person not happy with themself will not thrive either at work or outside of it.
I am afraid I lacked the courage to ask where in this scenario she saw ol’jack and I.
