I dare you, internet.
I dare you to become a manager-type at your sawmill, wait for annual review time to roll around, and extol the virtues of of those who toil ‘neath your iron fist without using the above words. Check me on it, even. This year, if your sawmill is the kind of place where you get an annual review (or where you write the reviews of others), check it for those words.
I’ll bet you those words are there, trying to neatly encapsulate, in paragraph form, some two-thousand hours of your work. Two-thousand hours crammed into a thousand words or less, two hours in each word. An entire year of phone calls and meetings and hallway conversations, a year of stressful nights where you can barely reclaim your own thoughts from your to-dos and deadlines, a year away from quality time spent with your family so you can have the means to spend more quality time with your family.
Throughout 2007, Dave successfully established a desire within himself to become less engaged with work in general. He consistently demonstrated a willingness to shirk critical duties, all the while fostering his peers’ confidence in his abilities by simply “faking it.” This technique enabled him to spend essential time with his family, which he loves dearly. In summary, Dave exemplifies the modern worker.