Poem: You Can Fail Your Empathy Exam And Still Be A Success – It’s A Test You Have To Keep Re-Sitting Anyway…

I was new to the office and there was a person crying about how they weren’t getting the shifts they wanted, or something.

I wasn’t really listening.

But I was pulled in, momentarily. Targeted. What did I think about all this on my second or third day?

I thought nothing. I couldn’t speak to it in any way at all. No skin in that game. It wasn’t time to be a…