See if you can relate to this :
You sit in a classroom and your classmates around you are earnestly chatting away. The teacher has her back on the class and is writing some notes on the blackboard.
Teacher says “Ssshhhh, stop talking class.”
The girl next to you continues to yak to another behind you.
Teacher warns again, “I said stop talking.” Her back is still facing the class.
The yakking continues.
The teacher snaps, turns around and points vehemently at you, “Didn’t I say STOP talking!”
You stare blankly back.
“You! Stand up! Why did you keep talking when I said stop!”
You blink…and you glance at your partner sitting next to you. She stares at her book.
Have you ever been in this situation, where you are so wrongly accused and torn in between retaliating or accepting the injustice done to you.
Fast forward 25 years later and you are a young adult, capable of running your own life and making your own decision on your own fate, what would you have done?
The one thing that remains similar 25 years ago and 25 years later, it hurts to be wrongly accused.
Another thought for the day :
Is it tougher to manage a heavy workload, or it is tougher to tackle a working relationship?
