I'm going to run away. I'm going to pack my bags and move off to somewhere and become a recluse. Its starting to look like everything's on me, and that's fine. But then suddenly I'm being blamed. I'm either being blamed for responding slow to clients, not training or enabling the team sufficiently, not delegating tasks enough, or hoarding clients to myself (really?). I'm going to pack my bags and move off to somewhere and become a recluse. I'm going to run away.
A work of fiction. Nothing here is real. NOTHING I SAY! Just a funny spin on the stuff that goes on at work.