Workplace Anxiety Quotes

There's too much insecurity on studio sets, with all the people standing around, whispering.

Every time you walk down the street people are screaming, 'You're fired!'

I don't like to feel intimidated by where I make a living.

The first rule of the C.E.O. psychological meltdown is 'Don't talk about the psychological meltdown.'

The first day of 'Liberty,' I was hanging around waiting for Ford to come in. Everybody told me how tough he was and not to say anything, or he'd single you out and get on you the whole shoot. But as he walked in, I got up and saluted him.

I think 'Dilbert' will remain popular as long as employees are frustrated and they fear the consequences of complaining too loudly. 'Dilbert' is the designated voice of discontent for the workplace. I never planned it that way. It just happened.

Nope, I don't enjoy work generally. Not because I'm lazy; it's just all so stressful and worrying.

Let me spell it out: with the psychotic boss, nothing you do is ever quite right. They set traps, asking you to do things, and no matter how hard you think of accomplishing it in their way, it is wrong and you are to blame. This tends to instill a lot of fear in you.

Employees speak of being fearful opening emails and feeling increasingly helpless in the face of the deluge. Physiologically, we now know that the state of continuous disruption puts us into a constant state of hormone-induced stress.

What I don't like about office Christmas parties is looking for a job the next day.

That's my main flaw: I always think authority figures or my boss is going to think something I do is funny. And usually they don't.

I couldn't get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.

There were a couple of times I wondered whether I was going to get a pink slip.

I remember working with Rod, though, on Chrysler Hour. I was too young and dumb to know that I was supposed to be scared of anybody or anything - like getting fired or anything like that.

There was something about being in the vicinity of Grahame Coats that always made Fat Charlie (a) speak in cliches and (b) begin to daydream about huge black helicopters first opening fire upon, then dropping buckets of flaming napalm onto the offices of the Grahame Coats agency. Fat Charlie would not be in the office in those daydreams. He would be sitting in a chair outside a little cafe on the other side of Aldwych, sipping a frothy coffee and occasionally cheering at an exceptionally well-flung bucket of napalm.

In my job, I worry a lot and try and stay calm and open. It sometimes works.

I first began to realize that it was time to leave my job when the sight of my manager's telephone number on my screen made my heart contract and burn.

Every day I receive messages that I'm not good enough, that I should lose my job.

I'm very nervous in the beginning and then I get in there and start doing my work and I feel more comfortable.

Once I was on the job, once I had got started, I felt safe enough, but the anticipation made me tense.

You never know, when you're going in to work with people if they're gonna be friendly or judgmental, or what have you. There's a ton of insecurities that go into my head, before I start working with someone.

The fear of being laid off next payday did as much damage as real unemployment.

The biggest stress for me at New York Magazine was when I was a middle-of-the-pack editor, and I had no control over my own schedule.

What a fate: to be condemned to work for a firm where the slightest negligence at once gave rise to the gravest suspicion! Were all the employees nothing but a bunch of scoundrels, was there not among them one single loyal devoted man who, had he wasted only an hour or so of the firm's time in the morning, was so tormented by conscience as to be driven out of his mind and actually incapable of leaving his bed?

I often think about what my replacement will do after I'm fired. She won't have emotional commitments to decisions that I already regret.