That’s how I feel after a day like today. I need to remind myself that the number of people who go see doctors for problems, get prescribed medication, fill those prescriptions, and then take the medicine in the manner directed by their physicians is less than one-third. It’s frustrating seeing clients not only fail to appreciate their problem but actively counteract all the good I’ve been doing for them. It’s frustrating to have seen clients go through wrenching, tear-jerking experiences and then see them repeat the same mistakes that I pointed out to them caused the tears to flow in the first place. It’s frustrating to see future plans frustrated by innocent-meaning actions of third parties. It’s frustrating to have to deal with issues outside my area of expertise because the colleague better-equipped to deal with them is simply unavailable.
This is, of course, why there is such a thing as Scotch whisky. Would that I could enjoy some tonight.