Working Is Like Life
Jul 24, 2017 · 2 min read
You’re the parent of three children aged three to six, and you’re cleaning the living room while the children play around your feet. After falling over Little Donny for the third time, you condemn the children to their rooms to play without you. Thirty-nine seconds after dismissing them, you realize there is no sound emerging from the Domain of the Spawn; the parental instinct kicks in, and you charge back to the children’s bedroom to find Little Donny duct-taped to the ceiling fan, cooing while he Supermans in a tight circle and the older ones look on in amusement. Little Donny promptly power-hoses the room (and you…

