People always ask me if I enjoy working with my family.
How can I not when every day starts with big, warm hugs, and ends with sticky cheeks from kisses received by the one wearing far too much lip gloss?
Workplace gossip is juicier, and stories to tell date back twenty years or more.
Compliments and criticism are mulled over quietly by each member before being delivered, to try and be as sensitive and caring as possible (for the most part, anyway...) and years and years of trust and learning to communicate are a far better teacher than team building workshops or leadership training courses.
Hysterical fits of giggles are encouraged.
Dancing in the kitchen is a must.
Singing out of key is preferred.
Above all that, booty slaps are highly discouraged in all other work environments.
And that's not fun at all.
(As a side note, I could have sworn I saw Jon Gosselin today and I got way more excited about it than I should have. What is wrong with me??)
(It wasn't Jon Gosselin, in case you wondered...)
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