You could complain…

It's Friday. Whatever semblance of patience that you had disappeared by Wednesday morning. Yet here it is Friday afternoon and you are trying to find the strength to last the rest of the day. The same colleagues that worked your last good nerve on Monday have returned with their unsolicited encore performances today. When you look …

In My Dreams…

It's Monday morning. You've been at work for not even 1hr and already the place is falling apart.  The phone is ringing nonstop, customers/clients/consumers are already complaining, and your colleagues make you wish you had a lock on your office door and an off switch for your ears...or their mouths. If one more person asks …