The Missus had a bit of a problem today with a punctured tyre, but coped admirably. That was a good thing since when she rang me about it I was too busy to even answer the call. Of course, that's the way of things in the world of work as we've constructed it.
The worrying thing is, though, that it's easy to imagine facing a problem and not being able to cope since the world of work is so unforgiving. How did we manage to make it that way?
(I think I know the answer to that question. But I'm too tired to bother to explain it.)