1. A person's buttocks.
2. Power to endure or to persevere in an activity; staying power.
Years ago when I had the best, and longest-lived, job of my career, I was unhappy with a lot of my agency's politics. There was a no-talent sitting on top of me who I felt was squashing my advancement. Though I produced a lot of work and all of it good, this guy kept on trying to keep me down.
At the time my regular therapist suggested I see a super-therapist--the guy who had trained him. My regular therapist reasoned that he and I had been together for ten years. It was time to let an outsider evaluate us and see how we were progressing.
We set up a one-time-only special two-hour session and I gave him the lay of my land. At the end of the session he suggested I summon "sitzfleisch." I shouldn't do anything I might later regret. I should be patient. I should give the agency a bit of time and see if things would work themselves out.
Unfortunately, I was unable to do what the doctor suggested. I left the agency for places West, walking into a dying agency which has burned through creatives like a Texas wild-fire.
Sitzfleisch, however, is something I've never stopped thinking about, even when quitting places abruptly, I wish that my ability to endure was greater.
Today, a guy I worked with was pushed out of the agency. I started here freelance about two years ago with probably two-dozen other people who had to wrestle to the ground an account that was just won.
Of all those two dozen, only I remain.