Afterword: My Why of Human Equity
Shortly before I graduated from university in the early 1980s, I heard a survey result that scared the hell out of me. Apparently, 90 percent of people hated their job. Hated! I swore to myself that I would not be in that number. Within two years of that earnest but silent pledge, I was smack in the middle of that 90 percent, working as a teller supervisor at one of the largest commercial banks in Canada. Not only did I hate my job, but I was also awful at it. “How did this happen?” I would ask myself regularly. “Where did I go wrong?”
I spent about two years in this living hell before escaping to do something else. But looking back, I can see that those two years of suffering started me on the path to understanding ...