Pet Therapy
Following the great pastry debate and my refusal to use PowerPoint, tension hung in the air. Brittany, the world’s happiest intern, arrived with Fluffy the Pitbull. Daniel lost his mind.

“Brittany!” Daniel said, “We talked about this. You can’t bring that dog in here.” Brittany might have been intimidated by Daniel’s tone had Daniel not dropped to his knees to cradle Fluffy’s face and scratch his ears.  The happy dog licked Daniel’s chin. Daniel scratched Fluffy’s back and the dog’s stub of a tail looked like it might wag off his body.

“OK, enough of that,” Daniel said as he got up to grab a lint brush from the conference room closet. Fluffy walked into the no man’s land between Weedman and Devin. The two men bent down to scratch Fluffy. To my amazement, they smiled at each other.

“Please take the animal to your cubicle,” The New Boss said, sounding like a boss. I looked up in time to catch him wink and give the thumbs up to Brittany. Knowing staff meetings could be tense, he’d arranged for Fluffy to provide some pet therapy. I found a new respect for him.

Today I will use a little pet therapy.

Burnout Training ©2018 by Ken Montrose

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