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When you don't get on with co-workers, it makes life pretty miserable I'd say. A pleasant level of interaction is enough. I luckily work with 2 other girls who rarely get on my nerves and I think I can call them friends. Sadly I also sporadically have to deal with a few people who are less than pleasant. The kind of workers who whine constantly about their job and think that because I'm a woman I should bow down to them. Basically one guy I work with occasionally wasn't pulling his weight and he's been with the company a while, and when he started to raise his voice at me about something I'd asked him to do (because my boss said he had to) and he hadn't done, I told him I thought he wasn«t pulling his weight, and all hell broke loose. He basically insulted me, yelled a lot, and waved his fist in my face. I almost called the police.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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