Stop by, Smell the Roses!
September 1, 2017: Some days I just can't:
* Be nice to customers.
* Be nice to co-workers.
* Be nice to family.
* Be nice to friends.
* Tolerate my arthritis pain.
* Believe the secrets people tell me.
* Stay away from gluten.
* Stick to my diet.
* Deal with the loss of my fuzz-ball, Skizix.
* Tolerate my life.
* Work 3 jobs till I get insurance at my new job.
* Deal with the flashbacks.
* Deal with the anxiety.
* Deal with the stress.
* Deal with the depression.
* Get up and go about my day.
* Deal with my health issues.
* ADULT!
I'm tired, I'm cold, I'm wet, I'm in pain. Everyone at my night shift job is irritable due to Hurricane Harvey, or as my mom so nicknamed him, Hurricane Lee Harvey Oswald. The mall was dead all week. The one day a year a hurricane comes thru and EVERYONE and there brother comes to the mall.
There is a guy that I know thru the mall and I wonder that he might have to many health issues to carry out a full time or even a part time job. Yesterday one of these issues cropped up at Meijer, as he now works at there instead of the mall, and I was asked if I knew his emergency contacts. I didn't. However because we knew each other I tried talking to him to get the information. I was unsuccessful, however, I hope I helped his current state of mind at the time. Upon recognition of me he immediately leaned over to me and gave me a hug and I just held him for a minute or two. In that moment I realized how much this guy has been through, and that I would not understand his pain, just as he and yourself will not understand mine.
Tonight however, I was trying to make light of the bad situation everyone was dealing with at the mall, and the mall manager jumped down my throat for trying to ease the tension in the air that everyone was feeling, with a little laughter. I needed a laugh, and everyone else did too. Instead the mall manager only angered myself and several other people. I'm only trying to get people to realize that sometimes you need to stop and laugh about something during bad times. Don't forget to stop and smell the roses. Sometimes roses can surprise you more than you thought.
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