Colleague: (n) a person with whom one works
A colleague is what we call a friend we go into business with…and it’s the first day.
Day 4 we’re calling the same person a “partner.”
Day 10, the word “adversary” slips in.
And by Day 30, “son of a bitch” seems appropriate.
Thus is the evolution of human involvement.
We always start off with our ideals and goals way too high. Putting ourselves on such a pinnacle makes the fall from such heights nearly lethal. I, on the other
hand, like to perch my dreams on mushroom caps–awfully close to the ground, with just a little rise and a nice wide seat for my big butt.
I realize that the chance of two people remaining colleagues while still abiding on Planet Earth is similar to finding a movie you really enjoy at the Cannes Film Festival. (I mean, you think you should enjoy the flicks. It’s pointed out to you why you should appreciate them, but there still seems to be something missing.)
And what’s missing with the concept of “colleague” is that we’re very human, and tend to be human with each other at the same time. For instance, if one person was human and the other a bit divine, it would be great. The idea of both parties being divine at the same time is, of course, ludicrous.
What normally happens is that two human beings arrive at the same situation, with raw human emotion–and act like monkeys. Perhaps I insult the little apes.
We revert. We begin to feel that if we don’t have top billing, we don’t have any billing.
Finding a colleague is similar to establishing a relationship with God.
You have to understand that He (or She) has a will.