Joy
Today went right into another crude day of work. I love interacting with guests but I would say I have a major issue when people pull me in too many directions and then instead of helping they have to pressure the "power syndrome" over me.
To be honest if you want my respect get your hands dirty. Work alongside of me. Don't push me to the brink of tears because you are making me do 3 people's work when there are 4 not working.
Enforce your power syndrome upon them.
I don't take well to people who want to crush those who work hard. Who don't complain about much. I want to give a big high five to those who work hard, have a good work ethic and maintain a steady cool when big Whigs are barking in your face over something you cannot control.
That is what takes the cake with me. If people want to give credit where it is due don't pay yourselves on the back for a grand day at the office. What you need to do is step down a few notches and be that low ant that is doing all the work.
I must say life is stress less when I have people who like to work at work. Things get done and life is bit carefree.
Yet.. Today and yesterday were NOT moments like that.
All I am going to say is you want respect? Put yourself in my shoes. Walk a day in my life and see why I get stressed over doing things beyond my capabilities and not getting any thank you. And I don't mean the sarcastic kind either.
Pull yourself above and beyond your limits. See if all the same restrictions were upon you, if you would be able to be productive like me. Please please I dare you.
Yet all I could do today was be thankful I was working. Pushing myself harder and harder just to not show any pain. Even more so is the fact that in my weakness I found the joy.
Helping guests.
I cannot thank, those who can to me for help, enough. Because of you the day seemed worthwhile even when power pressed and berated because not in correct workstation.
Alas I am also grateful that the day of work ended. Relaxation came. Meeting held me in a blanket and gave me courage to see things I didn't before.
And my questions of my faith I was wondering about were answered. So I cant help but forget about the crude of the day. Jehovah gave me the joy, the strength and the perseverance to keep going.
And now I sit on my bed prepping for an early shift to help out. This is who I am. To earn respect much has to be shown.
As for me I have great respect for Jehovah. And tomorrow when I go into work I will find a calming peace even though pain shocks throughout my limbs and nerves.
Though one thing for sure - I still have my joy. With that I am capable of leaping deeper into my faith because I am assured that I have joy. And I have it because I know I am happy and in need of spiritual food.
So smile. Understand I have to rant. It is soothing. And I am calm. Tired. Saying good night. Sleep tight all who listen.
To be honest if you want my respect get your hands dirty. Work alongside of me. Don't push me to the brink of tears because you are making me do 3 people's work when there are 4 not working.
Enforce your power syndrome upon them.
I don't take well to people who want to crush those who work hard. Who don't complain about much. I want to give a big high five to those who work hard, have a good work ethic and maintain a steady cool when big Whigs are barking in your face over something you cannot control.
That is what takes the cake with me. If people want to give credit where it is due don't pay yourselves on the back for a grand day at the office. What you need to do is step down a few notches and be that low ant that is doing all the work.
I must say life is stress less when I have people who like to work at work. Things get done and life is bit carefree.
Yet.. Today and yesterday were NOT moments like that.
All I am going to say is you want respect? Put yourself in my shoes. Walk a day in my life and see why I get stressed over doing things beyond my capabilities and not getting any thank you. And I don't mean the sarcastic kind either.
Pull yourself above and beyond your limits. See if all the same restrictions were upon you, if you would be able to be productive like me. Please please I dare you.
Yet all I could do today was be thankful I was working. Pushing myself harder and harder just to not show any pain. Even more so is the fact that in my weakness I found the joy.
Helping guests.
I cannot thank, those who can to me for help, enough. Because of you the day seemed worthwhile even when power pressed and berated because not in correct workstation.
Alas I am also grateful that the day of work ended. Relaxation came. Meeting held me in a blanket and gave me courage to see things I didn't before.
And my questions of my faith I was wondering about were answered. So I cant help but forget about the crude of the day. Jehovah gave me the joy, the strength and the perseverance to keep going.
And now I sit on my bed prepping for an early shift to help out. This is who I am. To earn respect much has to be shown.
As for me I have great respect for Jehovah. And tomorrow when I go into work I will find a calming peace even though pain shocks throughout my limbs and nerves.
Though one thing for sure - I still have my joy. With that I am capable of leaping deeper into my faith because I am assured that I have joy. And I have it because I know I am happy and in need of spiritual food.
So smile. Understand I have to rant. It is soothing. And I am calm. Tired. Saying good night. Sleep tight all who listen.
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