What kind of man is it who, suffering from headaches, stomach pains, or a bad night - the lot it appears of a majority of British managers - goes to work where he is more than likely overburdened, and returns home (taking work with him), where he has a problem in finding time to spend with his partner, and yet is happy with his lot?
The answer, it seems, is the British manager. He appears to be, as Peter Wilsher observes, reflecting on our survey (p 34), 'a perverse and curious beast'. Certainly he (and, perhaps too rarely, she) is a beast of burden, overworked, consumed by office politics, lacking confidence in his superiors, apparently isolated due to inadequate communications, who has for the past few years been going through the industrial and business equivalent of the Somme with no bright dawns ahead in terms of career security. Yet less than one-third of managers ever think of looking for another job or even changing career completely.
One looks at such benighted individuals inevitably with sympathy but also with hope. These Bunyanesque pilgims surely prove that the bulldog spirit is by no means a myth - at least in this area of our national activity. And, if he or she can keep shoulder to wheel and nose to grindstone in such trying times, what reward might such resolution bring in a brighter economic clime?