There are professions more harmful than industrial design, but only a few.
...but with the hours I sometimes kept at the coffeehouse I had to have learned to take naps during the day or die, and I had learned to take naps. Up until five months ago "something or other or die" had always seemed like a plain choice in favor of the something or other.
For 42 years, I worked nonstop from 7 A.M. to 5 P.M., day in and day out.
You wear your team out, and it's hard to get them back.
On the evening bus, the tense, pinched faces of young file clerks and elderly secretaries tell us more than we care to know. On the expressways, middle management men pose without grace behind their wheels as they flee city and job.
At the office where the paper grows, she takes a break, drinks another coffee, and she finds it hard to stay awake. It's just another day.
More men are killed by overwork than the importance of the world justifies.
