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Hello Blog! It's been awhile!
Life has been busy but at the same time boring so I haven't had too much to report.
I've had a lot on my mind lately. Weird stuff actually.
For one thing I've been missing Texas....not in a "I want to go visit way" but for some reason I've really been wishing that I lived there again. Besides some good friends there's not really a whole lot that could draw me back to East Texas - it's not excactly the land of opportunity and neither Steve or I have any family there but still I've been really missing it and have actually even been having dreams that I was there.
No....we're not planning on making a move but I've found it odd that I've been wanting to move back there so badly lately now that I have finally been so happy with settling down.
Today I had an interesting experience. it sound stupid writing about it but I can't figure out why this bothered me so much.
I was working at the sbux early this morning and my manager called. Apparently a regular customer of ours - who also happens to be a really nice guy that I like a lot called to complain yesterday.
Here's the scenario - he came in with a business partner and I proceeded to make his "usual" I called out his name a good 5 or 6 times and his drink sat on the bar for a good 5 minutes or so waiting for him to pick it up. The whole time he was just standing there talking to the guy he came in with. I'm not exactly a quiet person so i'm not sure how he could have missed me yelling out MULTIPLE times that his beverage was ready to be picked up.
So he called to complain that our service was too slow.
When I got wind of this it really bothered me. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because he's a customer that I really like and it bothered that he was acting like an asshole. It's not like I'm concerned about my job. I could care less that he called the manager because honestly I pretty have her wrapped around my finger and can do whatever I want there. It's not like I'm afraid of losing my job (not that I would over something stupid like that anyway) because I only work 10 hours a week as it is pretty much for the stock options and because I really like the job so it's not like the money (which is only about $200.00 a MONTH) is what's keeping me there.
More I like it for the people. I like having a job where I don't have to act as professional like I have to in Real Estate and I like the fact that I have the ability to make people smile during that part of their day when they can step away from the office for a second. As cheesy as that sounds I really love that part of my job to me it's more that just pouring someone a cup of coffee.
So back to the subject.....I can't figure out why it bothered me so much that this guy complained.
I know that I was right and HE was wrong so it's not like I'm feeling bad, because I know his complaint isn't justified.
I think part of the reason that it bothers me is because I feel misunderstood. One of the things I hate most is being misunderstood.
I hate it when I feel like people are painting a picture of me in their mind that I'm not. It makes me feel so judged and like I need to defend who I am.
Half the time when Steve and I argue it's over something that I said that he misunderstands. It's a horrible feeling.
I wan to be known for who I REALLY am - not for who someone MISUNDERSTANDS me to be and it makes me feel worthless when I feel like people jump to assumptions and don't see me as valuable enough to take the time to try and understand me.
Is that completely self centered of me? Maybe, but i'd like to think that I give others the benefit of trying to understand them so I would hope they would show me the same courtesy.
So I still can't figure out why it bothers me so much to be misunderstood by someone I hardly even know. That one I'm still mystified by but at least I know part of the reason that it ticked me off so much is because i was feeling misunderstood.
Sorry for my ramblings and thanks for letting me vent.
Life has been busy but at the same time boring so I haven't had too much to report.
I've had a lot on my mind lately. Weird stuff actually.
For one thing I've been missing Texas....not in a "I want to go visit way" but for some reason I've really been wishing that I lived there again. Besides some good friends there's not really a whole lot that could draw me back to East Texas - it's not excactly the land of opportunity and neither Steve or I have any family there but still I've been really missing it and have actually even been having dreams that I was there.
No....we're not planning on making a move but I've found it odd that I've been wanting to move back there so badly lately now that I have finally been so happy with settling down.
Today I had an interesting experience. it sound stupid writing about it but I can't figure out why this bothered me so much.
I was working at the sbux early this morning and my manager called. Apparently a regular customer of ours - who also happens to be a really nice guy that I like a lot called to complain yesterday.
Here's the scenario - he came in with a business partner and I proceeded to make his "usual" I called out his name a good 5 or 6 times and his drink sat on the bar for a good 5 minutes or so waiting for him to pick it up. The whole time he was just standing there talking to the guy he came in with. I'm not exactly a quiet person so i'm not sure how he could have missed me yelling out MULTIPLE times that his beverage was ready to be picked up.
So he called to complain that our service was too slow.
When I got wind of this it really bothered me. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because he's a customer that I really like and it bothered that he was acting like an asshole. It's not like I'm concerned about my job. I could care less that he called the manager because honestly I pretty have her wrapped around my finger and can do whatever I want there. It's not like I'm afraid of losing my job (not that I would over something stupid like that anyway) because I only work 10 hours a week as it is pretty much for the stock options and because I really like the job so it's not like the money (which is only about $200.00 a MONTH) is what's keeping me there.
More I like it for the people. I like having a job where I don't have to act as professional like I have to in Real Estate and I like the fact that I have the ability to make people smile during that part of their day when they can step away from the office for a second. As cheesy as that sounds I really love that part of my job to me it's more that just pouring someone a cup of coffee.
So back to the subject.....I can't figure out why it bothered me so much that this guy complained.
I know that I was right and HE was wrong so it's not like I'm feeling bad, because I know his complaint isn't justified.
I think part of the reason that it bothers me is because I feel misunderstood. One of the things I hate most is being misunderstood.
I hate it when I feel like people are painting a picture of me in their mind that I'm not. It makes me feel so judged and like I need to defend who I am.
Half the time when Steve and I argue it's over something that I said that he misunderstands. It's a horrible feeling.
I wan to be known for who I REALLY am - not for who someone MISUNDERSTANDS me to be and it makes me feel worthless when I feel like people jump to assumptions and don't see me as valuable enough to take the time to try and understand me.
Is that completely self centered of me? Maybe, but i'd like to think that I give others the benefit of trying to understand them so I would hope they would show me the same courtesy.
So I still can't figure out why it bothers me so much to be misunderstood by someone I hardly even know. That one I'm still mystified by but at least I know part of the reason that it ticked me off so much is because i was feeling misunderstood.
Sorry for my ramblings and thanks for letting me vent.
2 Comments:
people hire me to help them get organised. if i lived near you juana i would help you for free. :) no but really, ask me some specific questions, like do you have a room, or closet that is really in need of organisation? send me a pic and i will give you some ideas... we can try and see if that would work. anyways, i thought i'd offer.
okay so i just posted a comment on the WRONG BLOG POST. oh brother. ! AUGH! :) anyways, sorry. and this was to the wanting to get organised blog post you did. and in commenting on being misunderstood... i understand your frustration with it completely. i wish i knew why i got so insecure with feeling misunderstood.
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