Several years ago I worked as a reporter at an award-winning daily newspaper in the state of Indiana.
From a writing and reporting standpoint, the staff was very talented, the editors incredibly experienced.
But, sweet mother of God, as people, my editors were absolutely insufferable.
Towards the end of my time at this publication, there were days where I felt like super-gluing the seat belt in my car to the slot it fastens into before driving full speed off of a bridge into a frozen pond.
Sure, for much of the first year it was easy to suppress my anxieties and frustrations and, well, just my overall disdain for my editors.