I am usually a good little worker bee.
I have good ideas, I meet deadlines, and I don't get all complain-y about stupid crap. You can give me a project involving something I haven't done before and I'll figure it out without many questions, or even much supervision. Generally, in fact, I am a fantastic employee.
But sometimes I am not.
I realize that the world is like this. Things go up and down. And in our office, as I've said before, it's not the fucking hunt for Osama bin Laden. Nothing is honestly critical.
But still. I'm a first-born-rule-follower. I feel guilty pretty easily.
So I called Nick. I whispered into the phone.
"I'm being a terrible employee."
"Sweetie, I'm sure you'd doing a fine job."
"I'm not. I just can't force myself to focus on this project."
"Are you actively working to bring down the company?"
"Then I'm sure you're way ahead of at least a couple of your colleagues."