Who among us hasn’t – at some point in our working lives – looked at our colleagues around us and noted a sea of anger, disgust, contempt, loathing or at the very least, mild irritation directed towards ourselves? Who hasn’t once dropped a hilarious new bit to total, indifferent silence and thought is the bit bad, or do they just hate me? Who hasn’t once asked everyone what they’re doing after work and heard a chorus of “nothing much to be honest with you mate...” only to head home, walking past a pub which everyone in the entire company has been invited to, except you?
If you confidently answered “not me” to all of these, then frankly, you’re deluded. We’re all terrible people in our own ways. But just how bad are you?