Ever notice how people act like being miserable at work is some kind of badge of honor? It's like if you're not complaining about a total disaster, you're not really working hard. Maybe it's just me, but that seems like a weird way to measure a job.

Ever think about what a "small issue" actually costs when it finally breaks? A weird noise this week is a seized motor next month, and then you're down a machine for days instead of an hour. That annual check might miss the belt that's starting to fray right now.

So they hired you for the dance, not the job?