Greetings one and all. As of late my updates to my
webpage have been somewhat lacking. Work and life
has kept me from my Anger Management sessions, but that is
typical. Work takes 90% of my time, compensates me
for 10% of its value and the makes me feel like I have
wasted 110% of my life. So without further ado, here
is the latest pep talk to float across our company email,
along with the real life comments about the actual way
things are here. Commentary in
Purple.
Subject: The way we treat people (Author Unknown)
Four (4)
lessons to make you think about the way we treat
people. You have many freedoms in this country --
including the right to treat others as you would like to
be treated.
If the
above statement is true of this station, then the person
that wrote this really wants to be treated like shit.
1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.
During my second month of college, our professor gave us
a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had
breezed through the questions until I read the last one:
"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the
school?"
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the
cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired
and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed
in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just
before class ended, one student asked if the last
question would count toward our quiz grade.
"Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, you
will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve
your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and
say "hello".
I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her
name was Dorothy.
Cleaning guy's name
here is Gabe, Bob, Jimmy, Doug, or Chris. Gabe is
the one that gets paid to do the job, the latter are the
ones that end up playing negro during the day because
some dumb bitch flushed an over engorged tampon down the
toilet instead of just throwing the bloody fucker in the
trash.
2 - Second Important Lesson - Always remember those who
serve.
In the
days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10
-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a
table.
A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. "How
much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy
pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins
in it.
"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he
inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table
and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five
cents," she brusquely replied. The little boy again
counted his coins.
"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress
brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and
walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the
cashier and left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she
wiped down the table there, placed neatly beside the
empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies... You
see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have
enough left to leave her a tip.
If the person that sent this has ever felt sorry for
another human being I would be seriously surprised.
If it meant the difference between a smoke and him being
able to leave the waitress enough to pay his tab then
the waitress would definitely be crying, because this
bastard would have shorted her the 3 bucks to get
himself his pack o' coffin nails..
3 -
Third Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.
In
ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway.
Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would
remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest
merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around
it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the
roads clear, but none did anything about getting the
stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables.
Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his
burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the
road. After much pushing and straining, he finally
succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of
vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where
the boulder had been. The purse
contained many gold coins and a note from the King
indicating that the gold was for the person who removed
the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what
many of us never understand!
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our
condition.
And if you are attempting to move an obstacle from
everyone's path here they tell you to get the fuck out
of their way. Obviously you are doing this work
for your own benefit and specifically to hinder their
ability to do their own jobs. It is completely
irrelevant if the stone needs to be moved to the side of
the road so that they may progress. You shall be
ridiculed for your effort. If they have no
particular opinion of the stone then they will at the
very least tell you that you should have moved it to the
other side of the road, instead of the one that you
moved it to.
4 -
Fourth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts.
Many
years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I
got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering
from a rare & serious disease. Her only chance of
recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her
5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the
same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to
combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation
to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he
would be willing to give his blood to his sister.
I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a
deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save
her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next
to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the
color returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale
and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and
asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right
away".
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the
doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his
sister all of his blood in order to save her.
"Work like you don't need the money, love like you've
never been hurt, and dance like you do when nobody's
watching."
Had the
little girl been most of the people that work here she
would have looked at the little boy and said, "Yes!
I must have it all! Your existence means nothing
to me! Your sacrifice was for nothing! Your
pain is the wellspring from which I grow!"
But
that's just my outlook on things here...