If it was Fun, They wouldn’t Call it Work
One day, a couple years ago, I was standing outside Lydia’s school waiting for her to come out so that we can have our walk Home. An old friend of mine from high school who has a daughter in Lyd’s grade was also there. He looked hurried and tired. He came straight from work and was still wearing his suit and tie. He is a communications director for a large and influential organization. We were talking about careers. “They can…