Great news! I have a place to live!! Hip hip hooray! I actually found it a couple of nights ago, but I didn’t want to say anything until I put down the deposit. Wouldn’t want to jinx it, of course. But tonight I put my money where my mouth is and the spot is mine! I won’t be able to move in for a couple of weeks still but that’s ok. Just knowing that I have that part of my life figured out is such a relief!
Yesterday at work, I had the unfortunate experience of conversing with a particularly awful individual. This man was rude, abrasive and angry the entire time I talked to him. His manner was so mean and uncalled for that it got my blood boiling pretty bad, which I of course had to restrain since I am the one who has to be professional no matter what. But boy oh boy did it make me upset.
There were other notes on his account of him treating other people in my company the same way, so I don’t think I can blame it on him having a bad day or something, though that may have added to it. I just don’t understand people like that. Why can’t people just be kind? I thought of other phone calls I had throughout my shift where people were very pleasant and they were such fun conversations. Even the ones where the people didn’t want to chat very much were fine. We got through the business that needed to be conducted and ended the conversation. No problem! Why would this man feel the need to yell all his responses at me and fight me on everything?
It was my last call of the day, so I left work in the worst mood I had been in since I’ve started working there. I even hoped that a nice person would call in before I left so that I could have some faith restored in humanity. But no.. I was left with that bad taste in my mouth.
As I drove home, I hated the way I was feeling. Nobody likes to be treated poorly and I tend to obsess over situations where I was treated bad for no apparent reason. I realized that no matter what he did or said, no matter how he could ever justify his total lack of manners, I had a choice in how I let it affect me. I knew I couldn’t let him affect my happiness. I knew I had to LET IT GO.
So I decided not to let it make me mad. I turned on some of my favorite music and chose to be happy. I rocked out the rest of the way home and by the time I walked in the door I felt a lot better. Not completely better, but definitely not angry. I was still shocked that people like him exist. But as I type this I really do feel sad for him. What in the world could be so wrong in his life that he feels the need to treat people poorly to get what he wants? I never want to be that person. I want to be someone who lifts people up, who brightens others’ days and who is always kind, especially to strangers.
I don’t know what his story is and he has no idea who I am or what I’m about. There’s a quote that says something to the effect of “Be kind to everyone because everyone is fighting some type of battle”. Or something like that. So the next time you feel frustrated or feel the need to raise your voice, take a second to pause and choose kindness. It goes quite a bit further than anger.
Any good news on this lovely Friday?
Do you handle confrontation well? (no! even if I could retaliate, I probably wouldn’t…out loud)
Any fun plans for the weekend??