It happens in every workplace - be it factory, foundry, or office. It happens to even the most irrepressible Pollyanna. There comes a time, a moment of introspection, doubt and maybe even fear. It might be ennui born of tedium or the stress of confusion or overwork but in that moment we all might say, "Why? What am I doing this for? Why am I at work today?" I can't answer for everybody else - but as for myself - these last few days have been crystal clear. I know exactly what I'm after. It's the air conditioning! |
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