Work Story

I came to work.

I saw injustice, intolerance, inequality and incompetence.

I got angry and blamed.

I got sad and depressed.

I didn’t feel so good.

Then I realized I wasn’t breathing.

So I took a deep breath. And then another.

I started to feel better.

My head started to clear.

I realized how I added to my difficulty

by assuming I knew the answer

before fully understanding the problem.

I forgave myself.

I went home and had a pleasant evening.

I returned to work the next day, happier.

There was still injustice, intolerance, inequality and incompetence…

But by learning to breathe first and judge later,

I had more patience to deal with it,

more willingness to find it’s root cause

and more intelligence to create a solution.

(Or the beginning of a better work story)

THE END.