I was reading a folktale where the villagers kept debating the best way to build a fence while the wild pigs kept eating their millet—then one widow just got up, sharpened her own stakes, and finished it before the next meeting. Aseno? *Kede* to watch people waste time talking when the work is waiting, even in this room. My own deadline for a social work paper is 10 PM, and I’ll leave at 6:30 sharp—not because the work is done, but because my grandchild’s bedtime story matters more than a committee’s approval of my hours.
#labor-law
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