A friend of mine recently suggested I quit my job so she and I could go into business together. I laughed. Turns out she was serious. I said, ‘trust me; you wouldn’t want to work with me.’ She said ‘what do you mean?’ I said, ‘I think it takes a special person to be able to deal with me all day, every day.’
Later, I told His Nibs about the whole thing.
He smiled, and said, “yeah; your current co-worker had to give herself a brain injury just so she could put up with you.”
He doesn’t say much, my Nibs. But when he does, it’s solid gold.