Who's in charge, anyway?

One afternoon at work, two of our admins took on a heap of empty cardboard shipping cartons that had accumulated. One, a petite, slender and young woman, struggled to break down a large box with double-ply cardboard and more than its fair share of heavy duty packing tape.

John, a fairly good-sized technician, saw her struggling with this monster and strode up self-importantly to take care of it for her. As he made equally slow progress through all the reinforcement, Sheila, our other admin, jokingly admonished him, arms akimbo, "John, what made you think we needed a man in here?"