What makes you wince?
July 30, 2018

Many years ago I confided in someone I worked with about someone else I worked with at a different company. I was sure the first gentleman was a fine person, a safe person, to talk with about the second.

Ah, youth.

That was a really, really, really bad move. The two men not only knew each other but were good friends.

I wasn’t so invested in either job that I’d risked that much, but it makes me cringe to think of how not classy I’d been. And, yes. I’ve been much classier since.

Isn’t that the way it goes? You forge character out of suffering through your mistakes and atoning for those.