This job swallowed up two and a half years of my life, but the lessons I've learned from it have been priceless... and are helping me right now:
Ever wonder if the
crazy, short lived jobs you have to get you from bill to bill are
useless? Are the transient people in your life just there to entertain
you for a while? How about the advice you get from people that you'd bet
you'll never use? Having gotten my new job, a few things make more
sense now. I always wondered why the people at the award shows took
forever to thank everyone, but I've begun to realize that sometimes the things
in your life that you go through for no reason you can fathom at the time may
be life's way of making you perfect for something else:
Thank you to
Lisa, for teaching me to really notice when things are out of place, no matter
how slight. Thank you to Bill, Sunny,
Ted and Jigar, for showing me that if you walk through fire for your boss and
they are a fair person, your job will be a thing you can be proud of instead of
just a way to make money.
Thank you to
Katie and Godzilla, for teaching me how to work under a difficult supervisor
diplomatically and make the whole team look good. For about a month, I got along with them,
too. That was its own lesson.
Thank you to Marty and
Teri for convincing me it wasn't too late to call about the job fair that led
to this. When it comes to that, it’s
never too late to follow a lead.
Thank you Dad and the
Methodist Church, for having a job that moved me enough times to learn
instantaneously how a new building was laid out. And how to get along with
and learn the names of people quickly…
Thanks to Dr. Harakas,
Dr. Dolzani and Mr. Dodson for teaching me how to take great notes and
communicate clearly on paper. Thanks to
Margi, Mom, and the other strong women in my early years who taught me that not
having a penis is not a handicap, and that I can do anything a man can. Thanks to everyone who taught me diplomacy,
how to plaster a person to the wall with words.
Thanks to Radio Shack
for teaching me about electronics, computers, cell phones and walkie talkie
radios. I just wish they wouldn’t need
fixing so often in my presence. Thanks
to them and Osco for the weekly shipments, video returns, tobacco orders
and everything that had to do with scanning, shipping and receiving so I know
what the hell the drivers are talking about.
Thanks to all my military friends who taught me the value of a
professional look with an impeccable uniform.
Thanks to Brice and
Dr. Watson for teaching me how to make people behave and that their age doesn't
really matter except the size of the words you use... people who are trying to
see how far they can push you are basically the same psychologically. Thanks to Dan DiSilvestro, who taught me the
power of telling someone you can send them to the end of the line if they don't
cooperate.
Double thanks to IHOP
for teaching me how to maintain sanity dealing with many people who all want
what's theirs, and want it now, and the Allstate Arena for teaching me that
everyone has to follow the rules, no matter who they are, and it doesn't matter
who they know.
And finally, to
Grandma Ruby and other relatives like her who taught me that everyone deserves
respect, and to feel safe, and that they value someone who respects them and
the things they hold as valuable, you have made me good at everything I
do. Life has been getting me ready for
this... and I'm glad I was patient enough to wait for it. I love you all.
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