You ever have those days that from start to finish, it just ain’t going your way? Well yesterday was that day for me. Had I blogged yesterday, I would’ve gone into much greater detail, but since it’s the following day I don’t want to dwell on it, I just want to move on from it. Needless to say, it truly was like “who pissed in my cornflakes” kind of day. It was a temper tantrum type of day. I had a few mini-tantrums at work. I wanted to cry. I just wanted to leave. But the point of this blogpost, is actually to thank one of my customers. Let me first preface this by saying: I don’t blog about my job. Mainly because when I’m away from it, I try to let it be and when I’m at home, I’m at home. So to blog about work would just make me ill again and I’d rather not think about work when I’m not at work, you know? So I pretty much don’t like my job. But who really does? Like I can do my job. I can do it well. And I can do it for the 6 months I have left before I can apply for a new position. That’s the whole goal. I work in customer service so I knew taking this job I wouldn’t like it. I knew I could do it and do it well, but I would never say that I liked my job. Okay, so yesterday, I’d say maybe I have less than 2 hours before I get off. Like I said, it was the worst possible day…and I believe her name was Mrs. Sears, she was an older lady and oftentimes customers will ask for my name and I always spell it for them, since my name isn’t simple. {I don’t mind that, everybody should ask for the agent you speak with in customer service to at least repeat their name if you didn’t catch it, and ask for an employee id number if they have it–that’s how you have a record of who you spoke with in case something didn’t get done.} I often get a “that’s pretty” or “that’s unusual” as a response to my name…but Mrs. Sears told me it was very beautiful and she really liked it. I told her I didn’t start to like and appreciate my name until I was 18 and that I got teased a lot as a kid. She said she got teased a lot for her last name(her maiden name) and she told me what her grandmother told her: they are teasing because your name is different, and it’s different because it’s specially for you. And I don’t know why, because that’s such a basic statement, but she really put a smile on my face. She erased some of the ill attitude that I had had all day. I really appreciated her for that. My friends had tried to cheer me up with positive and encouraging words…but Mrs. Sears telling me that I was special and that I was a pleasure to speak with and that she wishes she could speak to me again…that all just made my day just a little bit brighter. And I just wanted to thank her for that.
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