In our company, the senior staff was a young but very nervous guy. He spoke mostly in matte, drove everyone out of the office, oral, chamill, in a word, was not the most pleasant type in communication. Employees, and these are mostly cute aunts over 45, complained. The leadership transferred him to another position, he surprisingly quickly agreed. And they appointed me: quiet, prudent. Less than half a year in this position, but I am already mad through my teeth, because my aunts don’t know elementary things.