Feeling dispirited. A friend from work spent yesterday evening ripping me a new one with a series of 13 angry texts, having taken exception to something I wrote in my newsletter editorial on Friday. I was taken completely unawares. The thing is, it wasn’t the most obnoxious thing I’ve ever written. It wasn’t even the most obnoxious thing in that editorial. At first I was incredulous, but I’m left now with a feeling of despondency. Maybe I’m not up to playing with fire, and it’s time to retire.
