Many of you know that I still dream about work even thought I haven’t held a traditional job in nearly two years. Last night, I dreamt that I was giving a big speech at work but no one was listening. The louder I talked, the more the audience laughed and disregarded my presence. I was sweaty and disheveled — totally panicked — and I was screaming at a group of people who were totally disinterested in what I had to say.
I was ushered off the stage by Barack Obama. He told me, “This isn’t for you.”
He also said, “I’m disappointed.”
Then I was forcibly peeled away from him by secret service and I cried.
No one likes HR. Not even the President.
Do you dream about work? What are your dreams like?