Doc and Timothy, pt. 1
Doc: Unacceptable.
Timothy: What do you mean, unacceptable?
Doc: You just walked out on your responsibility.
Timothy: Responsibility to who…
Doc: to whom.
Timothy: Responsibility to whom? They don’t give two shits about me.
Doc: Structure, Timothy. You’ve been in this office too many times for too many years to risk your stability. What if he comes back? Years of work undone. Do you want to go back to that?
Timothy: What about me, Doc? I was miserable there.
Doc: Everyone is miserable in their job, Timothy. It’s just the way it is.
Timothy: Then why do it? Why make yourself miserable? Do I make you miserable, Doc?
Doc: No, Tim, the whole thing makes us all miserable. Working. Now you have got a very real problem. We’re in a recession.
Timothy: I was in a depression.
Doc: I’m afraid you’ve traded in a short term depression for a temporary happiness. You have to think about the future.
Timothy: So what would you have me do.
Doc: Ask for your job back. Tell them the truth and then plead.
Timothy: You want me to tell them that I hated my job so much that I would rather die than work another minute, that I hated my boss and my coworkers, then ask to go back to it?
Doc: Not in so many words.
