I’ve been avoiding people management for years - and about a year ago, I was apprached by a company I’ve worked with for an exec gig. Dream job that would have shot me forward 10+ years in my career.
I lost it because I haven’t managed people since I worked in retail. It’s held me back pretty seriously, and I understand now that it’s better me leading a team than most of the schmucks I’ve worked for.
I can’t speak for this particular practice, or for Mormons, but things like the poophole loophole and the clapper are definitely nonsense tricks to try and get one past an omniscient creator - to an outsider (in my case, one that lived in Provo for a short stint), it’s plausible.
Work like it’s a crippling addiction - it’s not as though crackheads have miserable lives, their bodies literally falling apart as their minds figuratively do the same, until they either muster the incredible willpower to endure the intense suffering required to drop the habit, enduring lifelong consequences, or die an early death.
I’ve been under general anaesthetic 3 times in my life…
The first time was at a teaching hospital - I know the patient before me had created a bit of a bloody mess. One of the juniors was struggling to fit the bracket that would keep my cannulated arm from flopping off the table - a senior came over and fixed it, then asked the junior
“Have you changed your gloves?”
“uhhh …no?”
“CHANGE YOUR GLOVES!”
The last time I went under, I was chatting with the anaesthetist as he was prepping to put me under - seemed like a nice guy, but a bit of a loose cannon. As he put me under, he said something along the lines of
“We’ll take care of you - this was the stuff that Michael Jackson was on.”