Today at work I overheard my boss talking to his kids on the phone, it was horribly depressing. Not because it was sad, on the contrary, it was actually nice. He sounded so happy talking to them. It just made me sad, the man gets into work at 8:30 and leaves after 6, sometimes as late as 9, 10, or even 11. It just makes me think, what the hell are you doing man? Go home to your kids and your wife. Slaving away at your desk might pay for their things but it won't replace you.
I say this as someone who spends much of her time infuriated with the man, for a variety of crimes that only a manager could commit. But I can see the person he might be outside the work environment and I wonder what it is all for.
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