When the automatisms you acquired during your job are invading your private life.
When i was an intern in a big store, i had to fight against the reflex of storing the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
When the automatisms you acquired during your job are invading your private life.
When i was an intern in a big store, i had to fight against the reflex of storing the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
My honey ended a phone conversation last night with his cousin with “thank you for your time.” Just running on autopilot.
I have reverse work/life autopilot. I’ve ended work-related voicemails with “love you! Er, uh, that just came out by accident. I mean I am fond of you but…well, crap, just call me back.”
I have been terrified of saying “love you” at the end of a work call. It just seems to be at the top of conversational options when hanging up.