Edit: So, I attempted to post this from my phone on the 8th, only to discover today it never saw the light of…well, live posting. So, here’s a glimps back into my heart/mind on the 8th 🙂
So, on lunch break at my cool job in West End. I decided to use my awesome wordpress app and update my blog…we’ll see how that goes, since it is on my phone, thus making it like sending a really long text. Thank God for full keyboards!
Anyway, its been fun working…I feel like I am somehow contributing to society…not sure how society feels about that. Being out has opened my eyes to new things. Yesterday was all about the biggest oversights in facilitating civilization. For example, I am just this side of the average hight for women, which is five foot four and a half. So, I don’t understand how being 5’4, I should have to encounter a toilet that requires tip-toe action just to sit on it…especially in a women’s restroom. Secondly, when ever I go the grocery store, I always see substantially more women than men. So, again, my question is why do they bother putting things on shelfs that an average height woman has to channel her inner 6 year old and climb on things moms the world over have told her to stay off just to get a package of cheese or the good coffee creamers. Oversight. Ironically, even inconveniences in modern convienence are still more convienent than many people experience elsewhere, so I will still be thankful.
But that was yesterday. Today, I actually experienced a very sad revelation. Long story short, I had to call Hilton with a question I had on a reservation. In interacting with the gentleman on the phone, he was genuinely surprised when I followed up his question about having a good morning by simply asking it of him as well. He told me I was the first person today to ask him and it sounded like it made his day. Why do we let people who spend their life serving us remain nameless and faceless? Why aren’t we just nice? especially when dealing with those in other countries who are putting up with our crankiness just to make an annual salary that we make in two weeks. They aren’t paid enough to put up with the rudeness we justify. That could be a divine opportunity to show love. Anyway, I have to go back to work now. So, make sure you tip your waiters and waitresses, smile at the checkers and just be polite to those poor outsourced customer serviced reps.