She didn't like working with me
While I was growing up my parents expected me to work. I had chores and as I got older I had jobs outside of the home where I earned money. I had often worked with my Dad and he taught me to work hard and to do things right. If I didn't do a good job with him I had to do it over. It wasn't honest to do a poor job. We had a nice lady working at the library who was very popular with the patrons. They liked how friendly she was. She got to know them and was willing to visit with them for however long they wanted. However, it was annoying to the employees because she didn't do her work. She spent so much time visiting that there was no time for sorting or shelving books or other tasks. One day this lady and I were at the circulation desk and I was checking in books. She was waiting to check out books for patrons. She told me she didn't like working with me. When I asked her why, she said it was because I was always working. I was so shocked I said, "Well, that...