Do you know that feeling when, even though everything seems in order, there is something wrong or that fades without knowing yet what it is, but alarms start shooting within?
I hate that feeling. I like my stuff clear and diaphanous and when something is fuzzy, I wear pocker face until everything is defined.
This applies to almost anything: a comment, a friend, a slave…
I’m sure someone will already have taken the hint. I usually go leaving tracks when I’m upset and, normally, the blame of my discomfort, however short he can be, finishes for taking headlong into what’s coming for him. So I give him a range to rectify, because sometimes the mistake is not voluntary. But if the error persists and I see no purpose of amendment, my discomfort will be solved one way or another.
It’s not all laughs, prizes and pleasure. In each training efforts should be made individually and punishments are imposed when necessary.
Someone is trying to redeem his mistakes these days. Hope he gets and uses the opportunity I gave. Sometimes it’s not easy to make a radical decision, but when the decision is taken, there is no turning back 😉