Sunday, December 28, 2008
Sorry I Have To Say This, But Sorry Just Doesn't Cut It
How many times do you hear the words I'm sorry and genuinely stop and think about it? My answer would be zero. Apologies have lost all their meanings. I would like to attribute this to the over use of sorry for everything. We say sorry for every little thing even if it isn't our fault. Some might say we do this out of courtesy but I think it's to relieve some of the awkward tension in social situations. At my place of employment I catch myself apologizing for little things that I can't change. Then when I go to apologize with sincerity, it loses its meaning and effect because we are used to hearing it and dismissing it. We also apologize for things that are out of our hands when we really mean we feel compassionate or sad for their situation. We need to use sorry for the right things and save our sorries for the important stuff. Just try one day to catch yourself from saying "I'm sorry" for the small stuff, things that aren't your fault, or when you mean you feel bad for them.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
A Good Gesture Equals A Good Mood
There are days at work when I hate everything. Customers are evil. They don't care about me or any of the other Hasting's employees. People put all their hate from the week onto on anyone who is associated with slowness. I may be over-exaggerating but it is still horrible. So that puts me in a dour mood and I don't care about customers. And when a customer comes up to the register, I give me a mumblely, "How are you doing?" It's dumb. And no one really cares. But one day, when I was on the edge of exploding, God sent an angel. This girl came up and I started with "How's it going?" and she said, "I'm doing great, how about yourself?" Then I spouted some lie to the effect of "OK" but I wasn't. She noticed and told me that I didn't sound fine. This was crazy. Did she care about me for just a second? I don't know but I like to think she did. After finishing the transaction she wished me a good day. That changed my mood for the rest of the day. Based on this situation I want to make a promise to myself. I want to give at least one compliment to a person. Maybe I'll make someone's day. Maybe not but what's the worst that could happen.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Friends or Less?
I recently had an enjoyable day at work. Shocker! It was partly due to the fact that my insufferable manager got fired (and there was much rejoicing among the Hasting's staff!). Another reason it was great is that one of the Team Leaders got told to suck a dick over $2 credit. We all had a laugh about that one. So throughout the course of the evening, I'm conversing with my co-workers and I am getting to know them more. I have to spend time with them so I might as well know them to some degree. And I made an easy observation. We are a rag-tag group of people. We have people ranging in ages from 17-26 and that's only including the people that were present. I am entertained by these acquaintances....at work. But what about out and about (I had to do that)? Would I befriend this group if I meet them in the real world? I started pondering this in my mind and came to the conclusion that most of these people wouldn't be on my friend list. Some too old and some too young. So I questioned my co-workers. A majority said enthusiastically, "Yes, of course!" But I had to disagree with them. One girl said yes and I told her I probably wouldn't be her friend based on what I know now which is her name. She was offended but rightly so. How can I be someone's friend based on a name? I can't. One girl took me serious (rarely happens) and said that she would have to know more about me. And so we began to "get to know each other" and we past judgment upon each other; Maybe, depends. I appreciate her for being honest and her interest in the matter. So would you be friends with the people you work with if you had never worked with them and meet them in real life?
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