So, the question is why? Why don’t I want to work? I like my staff, I like lots of my patients. I like the challenge of working things out. I love operating on people. I don’t like patients who complain – about their problem, me, my staff, their insurer, their spouse, their children, it goes on and on. They keep talking and talking and I am falling asleep, they won’t let me guide them they keep going and going. So I pause and try and listen, but my job is not to listen, it’s to work out what is wrong and fix it. I have a limited amount of time and if I rush them, they talk more. I am struggling to be interested in the details of their personal lives when it’s not relevant to what I need to do for them.