The day started just like any other.
When the boss came into the junior partner’s office, it was obvious that something was wrong. He sat down across from him and sighed. After a pause, his superior went on for some time about the mundane patterns that rule our everyday activities, about the established and uncompromising modes of life, about being trapped in dull, never-ending cycles, about the unpromising routines that have become entrenched, and so on.
The subordinate said, “So, what you’re saying is we’re stuck in a rut?”
His boss shrugged. “Well, put it this way, your alarm goes off, you open your eyes, you wake up, wash and shave, get dressed, eat breakfast, wave goodbye to your wife, drive into town, park your car, arrive at the office, sort paperwork, make phone calls, send and reply to emails, leave the office, arrive home, say hello to your wife, chat about your day, eat tea, watch television, go to bed, close your eyes, and you fall asleep.”
He threw up his hands in submission, and said, “The next day it just starts all over again!”
The other nodded thoughtfully. “So, what you’re saying is we’re stuck in a rut?”