“I quit something every Thursday” -Bob Goff
It was the summer of 1981 and my first serious… real…. job! A hard company to get an interview with and even harder to get hired. I did it! I got the job and was on top of the world. That was… until I met my direct supervisor. A mean and nasty perfectionist that found fault in everything, I mean everything I did. One day he even criticized me for the way I smiled. Every day, all day it was one criticism after another. I lasted two weeks and during that time I was a real mess. I didn’t sleep at night, I stopped eating, I found myself visiting the bathroom often to get sick,