Every person in the workplace, speaks to each individual about an issue which caused a problem in the working day and spins it so that they make themselves appear in the right. I hear dialogue exchanged and note the twists employed. Nobody wants to be the one in the wrong who may be to 'blame'. There are always circumstances laid out to show how decisions were informed along the way. The more people they explain to, the more right they believe the selves to be. It doesn't work like that. The truth is the truth whether it is shouted from the rooftops of never uttered at all.
It's much the same outside of work in the confines of homes around the world. Family and friends give their side of tales and embellish their part in it or reduce their involvement to fool the listener into looking kindly upon the teller.
Lies some would call it. But it's only really deceiving ones self ultimately.
I employ this at work myself after a stupid decision or genuine mistake. I apportion blame so as to lessen the load on myself. But today, I'm too tired to bother. A long day with overtime has taken the wind out of my already windless sails. The me who operates my body from the inside, seems so remote, that today, speaking seems like the words would have to travel up two staircases to reach my lips. I view the world not through my eyes but rather through the tv monitors that reside between my heart and lungs.
The two coffees this morning have only served to keep me on my feet. I shuffle like a zombie.
But I'm in good spirits.
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