We (Katie and I) are going to Disneyland tomorrow!
I am constantly amazed at the things that happen to me just because I'm being... me. I don't feel like a hero, haven't really done anything incredible, not particularly forgiving of some aspects of humanity (and in fact have paid the price for voicing my not so nice comments about some people). I have had my share of stupid moments, decisions that sent me into a spiral of bad situations and yet people still find me amazing.
Is it the rubber ball effect? Karma? Who knows... I have some amazing people that I call friends and family, associates and acquaintances that see something about me that makes an impression. Maybe it's my collected 16 years of dealing with idiots and children, customers and the general public where I have to put on a polite face and care about what they are doing. In most cases, I do care, I'm just that kind of person but I just don't get it sometimes.
I wanted to jot this down real quick because I don't know when I'll have time again in the next few days and I haven't made a post in a while. See what I mean? If I posted on this every day I'd be famous or... the same.
So now I go off, get some breakfast drink, fix a small snacky lunch and slog off to work again. Helping people, bringing home bacon, climbing ladders... all that stuff.
A normal every day retail person who seems to be surrounded by people that put me on a pedestal regularly to help me out.
"Ask yourself whether you are happy and you cease to be so." - John Stuart Mill
Well there ya go. I never ask myself that...
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