Photo of the Cambridgeshire skyline 🌾
Over tea and cakes at work, I chatted to a colleague who had worked there for 18 years. Referring to the cake she was tucking into, she said there had to be a reason to come to work. Her daughter had left home and her son was a teenager and did not talk to her. She was increasing her hours at work as her kids no longer needed her.
I fear that she was already looking back and not looking forward.
If I settled for the pay and benefits and found comfort in the canteen, cakes and tea, then I fear that I would cut a sorry figure too - perhaps I’ve arrived there 😳