Even as a little girl I was chided for having no concept of order, a.k.a, a messy desk. Here’s how it went down: mom would threaten to throw all my “junk.” I would grudgingly clean my desk — organize the shelves, throw the scraps of paper lying around, align the text books, stow away…
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Sitting across the board room conference table you have a disagreement with your colleague — do you shout and tell them to shut up because you know you’re right? Do you stand up defiantly, raise your hand, and say, “You are useless. You have no idea what you’re talking about. Get out!” Do you…
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