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I had a terrible week at work. Three days in a row. On the first day, I made someone cry. The second day, someone made me cry. The third day, a business partner tried to go over my head and throw our team under the bus. 

I came home last night. Sam and the kids were home. I said, “I had the worst week at work.” Nothing. Everyone kept talking. I said it again, “I think this has been the worst work week of my life.”  Nothing. 

Reminds me of all the years that everyone had a cup of water at the dinner table except me. Even when I asked for it, I was always a second thought. 

I was disappointed last night and I’m still disappointed this morning. The kids are learning that it’s okay to ignore people when it’s not convenient. 

Partners, take note.