Over the past few months, when i was still wearing the “production” hat I “got” to be a
part of some conflict resolution. Let’s be honest about how it’s not always so
fun to be a part of conflict resolution!
So after a few not-so-awesome
conversations I was summoned upstairs for this little treasure of a conflict
(and then hilarious belly laughter)…
S – Oh moshumi di, how am I supposed to work up here?
M – what?!
S – Please give me a new place to work. we’ve got little
bomb sitting over here and, big bomb sitting over there. It smells so bad I
can’t work. You should hear them, and then you can’t breathe.
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