Just what is the point?
\nYesterday I got the distinct impression that one of my colleagues was having a bad day – my naturally keen senses picked up on the subtle signs, which included slamming doors and saying things like “I’m fed up.”
\nSo, in an effort to make this person’s morning a little brighter, I took a few minutes at the end of the work day to take care of a couple of little things that otherwise would have been up to this person. I figured that at least today would have a slightly brighter start than yesterday.
\nReaction? Nothing. Nada. No thank yous, no sighs of relief, zilch. In fact, I got the feeling that this person was not entirely impressed with the way in which I did these little things – all of which are things I’ve done before, the same way, to rounds of applause and gushing gratitude.
\nEnd result: now both <\/i>of us are grumbly. Hmph.
\nOf course, the moral of the story is f— the rest of the world, they don’t appreciate you anyway.
\nGrumble.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Just what is the point? Yesterday I got the distinct impression that one of my colleagues was having a bad day – my naturally keen senses picked up on the subtle signs, which included slamming doors and saying things like “I’m fed up.” So, in an effort to make this person’s morning a little brighter, … <\/p>\n