I once worked the front desk at a gym. And the maintenance guy lived in the boiler room. The owner let him stay there because he had a second job as her astrologer, and she couldn’t let her astrologer go homeless.
You can’t make this stuff up.
Anyway, that man once taught me something, and I’ll share it with you. We were talking about, oh, I can’t remember. It was twenty-one years ago, after all. But I said, “No one likes to be bossed around.”
And he said this:
“No. You don’t like to be bossed around. But lots of people love it. You just hate it so much, it's baked into your brain. You can’t imagine anyone living any other way.”
I’m a lucky guy. Not everybody can pinpoint the exact moment they developed empathy.