Judgment Day
By the afternoon I realized I wasn’t going to meet a
deadline. I’d put in extra hours, come to work on a Saturday, and worked at
home on an application. It hadn’t been enough. We’d have to pay a late fee to
get our trainings approved for psychologists.
After I got done beating myself up, I got another cup of
coffee. What would I say if Flyin’ Ryan or the Marketing Maven told me they’d
missed a deadline? Thanks for ruining my
life and the lives of everyone who works here? Polish your resume and pack your
stuff, you’re outta here? Not likely.
I’d probably shrug, and tell them you can’t win ‘em
all. We’d more than make up for the late
fee by adding psychologists to our audience.
Let it go, focus on the next deadline.
I still felt frustrated, and a little angry with myself, but
I said to my laptop, “I’m not going to judge myself more harshly than I’d judge
a good friend.”
Today I’ll judge myself no more harshly than I’d judge a good
friend.
Summer with the Slug
Rats © 2020 by Ken Montrose
Summer with the Slug
Rats is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone
you might know is purely coincidental.
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