Sometimes I really dislike the people I work with and feel sorry for their wives, husbands or significant others.
Every morning someone (who’s here before 7am) finds it painstakingly difficult to discard their trash.
So I took it upon myself to find out how much of my life was interrupted by taking that last step after brewing your coffee- removing the Keurig cup.
All of two seconds.
I wasn’t injured by doing it.
I didn’t miss significant time from my shift.
No emails were missed.
No harm was done.
It was really that simple.
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