Spending Easter on the farm, I was (doing my best in) helping out. A cow managed to get itself wedged in between a couple of fences and some machinery and couldn’t get itself out. We pushed it, we pulled it, we shoved and heaved but the damn thing was completely stuck.
It was exhausted and panicked.
We could have pulled the fence apart which would have taken at least half a day, probably a full day, or we could have terminated the cow and cut it out. Neither option was considered.
We (not me, the other guys that knew what they were doing) tied a rope around its mid section, tied the other end to a truck and dragged it out. It laid on the ground for a bit, and when it got its breath back, got up and trotted away.
There was no pretty way to solve the problem. It just had to get done.
Sometimes life (or a career) is like that. There’s no plan, there’s no easy way.
You’ve just got to fix the problem.
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