I spent Sunday morning completing work for a colleague. Why? Because I promised I would deliver.
The result: what I thought would please them. A polished and compliant end product, ready for them to take over.
Were they satisfied? Of course not! Instead of appreciation, complaints and criticism.
Which rather hammers home all that my family says to me each time they find me working in my own time to meet a deadline:
“Why do you bother? Nobody appreciates you!”
Hmm, a bit close to the bone. But possibly true. All the work I did yesterday has just been thrown in the bin.
Last modified: 27 January 2025
