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Stress

Lots. You're never "done." Contracts are never eternal. And you're always politicking. You have to look tough against The Man—but in private, you and The Man are more partners than enemies. So there is an implicit duplicity in your gig. You show one face to the gang who voted you in; and another with whom you negotiate out. And the ball is always being juggled; the sides are being set up for that next negotiation in 3-4 years. One day an innocent, idealistic 25-year-old will look in the mirror to shave and a jaded, cynical, exhausted 54-year-old may look back. It's a tough job—but someone has to do it or…well…. Go back and read about Ma and Pa Joad if you have any doubt.

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