One of my favorite things to watch is an older dog with a younger dog. The younger dog proceeds to chew on the older dog’s ears, and generally make a nuisance of himself until the old dog growls “enough!”
I’ve been finding myself in the role of the old dog lately, working with a very bright, very energetic, much younger coworker who, if the truth be told, is a better coder than I can ever hope to be.
Part of me resents the fact that I’m probably past my prime, and part of me is insanely jealous that the nice role I thought I had carved out for myself at work got completely usurped.
I’m past all that, after some hard thinking, but I’m beginning to realize I’ve been coasting for a while and maybe need to get my shit together.