We are but estranged lovers
I'm flustered. Simply flustered. My job is destroying my mental health. How do I know this? I used to walk a bit less than 2 miles to feel physically good. Now it stretches over 3 miles before I begin to wear out. Am I in better shape? Of course not. It's just the time it takes, the distance it takes to mentally repair myself is longer than it used to be. Of course, this would all be much easier for me to handle if I could just visit my factories. Managing a sourcing regime is hard, harder if you are 8000 miles away and unable to have conversations with suppliers face to face. Fortunately, I do have competent teams on the ground. Unfortunately, there are instances where experience tells me "truly understanding the situation" requires my presence. Meanwhile, Thailand (open) and Vietnam (about to open), look pretty enticing. When China continue to march to the beat of its own drum? It plays well. All of China believes "The West" has brought this p