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That special time of Year

Good Morning Everyone!!!!

How have you all been?! I hope you have good news for me.

First off, I am sincerely sorry for not posting on the regular. But I’m back and getting better as we speak.

We are finally on Winter Break. THANK YOU GOD!!! There is something that comes over you when you know that you’re going to get a full 2 weeks to yourself. As many may know, it’s mainly about the freedom that comes with the break. Especially if you don’t have any obligations to anyone or anything.

One thing I have to admit though; I’m so thankful I’m here with my family. After spending so many years with someone who didn’t want to do anything for any occasion, this is a real change. I have to admit, my Mom is doing it up for the holidays. I’m  a little out of practice when it comes to getting in the Christmas spirit. But I can’t wait to start having fun with revisiting it.

What’s special about this time of YEAR

I forgot how fun this time of year could be. Many of us rush around so much that we find ways to rush right through life. Forgetting the people, things and places we love, because we’re so engrossed in other things we have no control over. We get mad at those who may have made a simple mistake, many times because we’re mad with something we don’t have the power to change.

If you haven’t noticed this time of year is for giving and being thankful for the people you love who are your ‘ride or dies’.  I’m sure over the years the number changes; but if you even have one person in your corner that is willing to go to bat for you, that’s all that counts.

Too often we think if we’re nice to this person and do everything they ask us, that we’ve made a new friend. Many times when we gain friends like that they don’t turn out to be friends, they turn out to be users. It took me a long time to figure this out, but people use you because you set yourself up to be used. It’s your job to let that person know what you will and won’t take. The other thing is, you have to remember in many cases people are like children; if you constantly give them what they want they’re going to act like a spoiled child when it comes to you and demand the same treatment you started out giving them. It’s not that they don’t care about you, it’s only that they’ve becomes accustomed  to treating you like a doormat (because you allowed it.)

Back to what makes this time of year so special. For a lot of us, we get to spend time with family and friends. Picking out things we know they’ll love and expecting that perfect gift from that someone special. Knowing they have know choice but know what to get you for Christmas because you dropped hints over a thousand times. Even aside from that, the great memories that’ll be made with some of the most special people in your life.

I hope you all have a beautiful Winter Break, plenty of fun and you have more than enough chances to make new memories with those you love.

As Always

Short stories

Gullible

Good Morning!!

Like I say, “I never know how to start these things out.” There is so much on my mind. When is there not?

Gullibility Test Cartoons and Comics - funny pictures from ...Recently I was thinking of how you have people who come into your life that main intentions are to use you. You don’t see it at first because you’re trying to give them the benefit of the doubt. It makes it even worse when you’ve known that person for years and realize you were nothing more than a check on their to do list.

I myself always try to give everyone the benefit of the doubt. That’s why I got taken advantage of so many times growing up, not just in relationships but with ‘friends’ that turned out to be mere acquaintances. At the time I couldn’t see clearly. I thought helping others out was a requirement if you called that person your friend; so I did what I could, most times. Many times giving too much of myself for the benefit of others. At the time I thought everyone cared just as much about me as I cared about them. The older I become the more I realized, that wasn’t the case. Now I know everyone wasn’t raised like me.

There are people that I’ve grown up with that will never see me more than where I came from. It hurt to come to that realization, but it is what it is. There’s nothing I can do about it. All I can do is live my life the best I know how.

gullibility hashtag on TwitterIt amazes me to know there are people that will take any bit of compassion they feel or see from others and turn it into a weakness. For many years I’m sure those around me thought because I’m compassionate and kind that I’m weak. That could be no further from the truth. See my compassion makes me that much stronger; because whether you realize it or not it takes strength to be vulnerable. Strength comes from the love, care, devotion, and compassion you display towards others, regardless of circumstance.  It’s easier to be mean because you’re basically shutting yourself off, then only allowing those in, you believe won’t hurt you.

Don’t misunderstand, I get why some people live their lives that way; I just can’t. I love to spread love so even though I can’t stand men right now, doesn’t mean I’m gonna be a bitch to them because of my past encounters with other men; just means I’m gonna be more selective about the type of men I choose to interact with. Same thing with friends, I’m not gonna cut myself of from making new friends. I’m just going to be more selective about who I call my friend.

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Thoughts

Attention!!!! Public Service Workers. Is This You?

I may talk about this constantly, but I believe service workers don’t get treated with the type of respect they deserve, most times. I understand some of them deserve a little of what they put out there but not all of them.

There are so many stories I could tell, when it comes to working in a service position. I think I’m going to be letting a little bit, scratch that a lotta bit out. I have been working in public service for over twenty years. I know how to do service with a  smile pretty well. But there are still people who want to tell you how to do your job. I’m not here for it, at all. For the most part I’ve been very kind, polite, nice and what every other words can be thought of to describe niceness. I’m tired of giving A1 customer service and most people don’t care what they say or do in front of you or to you because you’re there to serve them or so they believe. Truth really be told, initially I’m here for a pay check. Serving you, the public was an after thought. I’m sure there are going to be other people out here saying I should be happy to have a job, but not when you get treated like crap most of the time you work there. Not just by the customers either, there are managers who believe they are high and mighty because of the position their in and like to throw their weight around. Fellow co-works who like to micromanage you because they have nothing else going on in their life. Then you have the customer. I know you shouldn’t carry a lot of emotional baggage with, but that is a treat I have. Most times I feel when other people are going through something. I don’t know how, I just do. Sometime I wish I could turn it off. But I can’t help but really want to know how someone really is. Looking back on this, it looks more like I need to change careers.

Don’t get me wrong I really use to love coming to work, but the constant disrespect starts to chip away at you. I’ve had things happen to me and friends I’ve worked with. I’ve had people through books at me. A co-worker of mine had someone grab her by her collar. She’s a small girl, and this was a big 6’2 man who did this. All because he wanted her to ring him up, and she politely told him she was closed. There are so many things people who work in public service go through on a daily. Those are only two examples, but I definitely  have way more stories to tell. I guess you can say I’m writing this as a therapy to myself and also to let others know: When you see a cashier that’s either being rude or closed off, most times it’s because of the treatment they encountered while at work. I’m not saying to give them a pass for being rude. I’m just letting you know a little of the back round to understand why we operate the way we do.

 

I never realized it, but jobs change you. I’ve always been up beat and positive, but I think I’m changing because I’m getting older and starting to realize people are going to treat you how they want too. Most times regardless of how you treat them. It’s getting really exhausting being kind when you don’t have many others who reciprocate that. But that isn’t something I can stop doing because that is the type of person I am. So I’ll never change that.

 

If you made it to the end, I thank you for reading this long rant. If there’s anything else you would like to see on here, please let me know and I will definitely make it happen.