There's always at least one in every workplace. A Disturber. Someone who just can't leave well enough alone and is only happy when things are in an uproar. I can imagine them coming in to work and being issued a six foot wooden spoon along with their keys and radio. They seem to delight in chaos and other peoples misery.
I just don't get it.
Isn't this job hard enough? Wouldn't it be nice to have things go smoothly without any drama?
But that just aint gonna happen with this group. The lieutenant stopped in today and asked me what went wrong. I told him the truth. This crew never came together as a cohesive unit and it's been actively falling apart since day one. Too many clashing personalities. He agreed and we both figure it will get much worse before it gets any better.
I remember when I first came on day shift and got a good look at the crew. I said to myself "This will never work. Too many Disturbers in one place."
Turns out I was right.
Doesn't feel as good as being right should.
Oh well. I made it out in one piece. That counts for something.
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