When I get angry at a call from work after hours, disrupting my evening, I’m not angry because of the timing, I’m angry because whatever is broken is my responsibility, and when my team has to call me, it’s because I’ve failed somehow - I don’t have the power, the ability, or the experience to have fixed the problem correctly.
This is not a revelation, just something that occasionally slips my mind. Not every call makes me angry. I’m angry at me a lot recently.
(crossposted from
The Dream Library)