Restlessness

There was an exceedingly hard worker who had worked in various jobs and professions in their life.

On each job they strove, if not giving one-hundred percent of their focus to the job, they at least gave more than any other employee.

They floated from different job to different job doing this; even though they were a hard worker, they probably did “too much” which wound up with them ultimately receiving a pick slip on every job.

The next job interview they went on was for an assembly line worker for a newspaper.

The interviewer asked them about their peculiar history of bosses giving them effusive praise, yet still being fired from every job they had.

“I guess it was just that I didn’t fit,” responded the restless individual.

The interviewer had a sneaking suspicion they knew what the deal was.

“When you are told to do something, how good are you at following directions?” asked the interviewer.

“Oh my, always to a “T” and as soon as I am finished I go on to the next thing that needs to be done; even without being told what to do.”

“So you are saying that you are giving directions yourself?”

“Well...yes I am.”

“Are you saying you should take my job?

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