Read this nice piece in Goldratt's "The Goal", which I thought was so apt!
Isn't it strange to feel your own world is falling apart while those of the people who are close to you are rock steady? And you can't figure out why they are not affected the way you are. About 6.30, I slip away from the plant to run home and grab some dinner.
As I come through the door, Julie looks up from the television.
"Hi", she says. "Like my hair?"
How many times has it happened to you and me?
1 comment:
yup - sounds familiar
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