We Fight, We Argue, We’re Married
For the most part, when we are at work, no matter what our profession may be, we are told and trained to be calm and de-escalate. A customer comes in screaming, cursing, calling us names, yet we remain calm. It’s not easy, but it is how it needs to be in the workforce. Sometimes customers even want to get physical, go hands-on. We do our best to avoid it. Maybe we just walk away, maybe we just leave the job, maybe, we are the champion with our calm, cool demeanor, and calm the customer down. We don’t tolerate all this because we are scared or weak necessarily. We tolerate it because we need our job, we need to have a good repour with our customers, and the public. After all, they are the reason, we can pay our bills. Some know this too and don’t mind reminding us. So, we suck it up, bite our tongues, keep our hands and our true feelings to ourselves. Don’t you find it amazing how high your tolerance level is for perfect strangers, out of fear of losing your job? Actually, that’s not amazing at all. What is amazing however is the fact that you can summons that kind of control for a stranger, but you have none for those you profess to love. You have no patience for your children that are having a bad day also and have only you to comfort them. You have no patients with your spouse that has worked hard all day, no matter if it was an outside job, inside job, or domesticated job, all jobs come with their own level of stress and problems. You are fast to snap, yell, cut down, make threats, and sarcastic remarks. Yet, you say to them I love you. I’m sure they feel the love you show a stranger would be much nicer. I’m sure they feel the patience and understanding you have at work would make all the difference in the world at home. I wonder if you come home to release all the anger that you contained on the job. It would be amazing if you could love, and tolerate a fraction of as much as you love, and tolerate at work. I would rather be poor, with no job, no home, no food, and love for my family. I would rather treat my spouse, my children with the same love, patience, understanding, and gentleness given to the public than give it to the undeserving public. If anyone in your life deserves the best of you, it’s those you love, not those you work for. If you are not capable of doing both, then perhaps you should choose your life partner and children that will be there all your life before you choose the ones that will replace you at the drop of a hat.
Simply my Thoughts
Dean Butler
