But what if we...
...just said, "screw it!" No! I'm not doing it. Then what?
Over iced chai with my sister and her boyfriend, who in the past few months has grown to become one of my best friends, I was talking about how I was a little frustrated that though reluctantly, I had agreed to pick up a half shift this weekend, even though it's my weekend off. The usual tricks were given to me; offering me extra pay, the "please, I'm desperate", "you'll be a big help." And hey, I understand. They have a job to do too. I get it. We're short staffed. I would guarantee my place of employment has one of the highest turnover rates...well, just about anywhere. Working in an environment that I do is tough. I was sharing this frustration, and my sis's bf, whom she refers to in texts and her blogs as J, told me about a similar debacle about volunteering to help with running sound at his church. And when someone is needed, he's one of the first to be contacted. And again, "I'm desperate," or "no one will do it," are thrown in his direction too. So naturally, we both have felt backed into a corner and we just possibly cannot say no.
Then he asked the above question. What would happen? If he started saying "no, I can't. Find someone else." Or if I did the same thing?
Well, I would guess that over time, we would just stop getting asked, then yay for us and our newfound freedom? Right? I know over time I would feel a little guilty, because that's just my human nature. I'm a team player; always have been. I do say no sometimes when I'm asked to work extra. But I didn't verbalize my answer of what would happen if all of a sudden we just stopped volunteering our time. Then, my sister added her 2 cents worth.
"Well, you all could, but that wouldn't be very Christ-like." Ouch.
And she was exactly right.
Still is. I mean, I'm not exactly bending over backwards and going out of my way to pick up whatever extra work I can get my hands on. Although in the past few weeks, I did because I spent last weekend in Chicago, and well, big cities are expensive. But then J brought up another interesting point; perhaps the reason we get asked to help out more is because we...well, we do a good job. We're good at what we do. And we're dependable, flexible, work well with just about anyone. Again, something I've never thought of because I'm too busy being the silly me monster that I am and grumbling that YET AGAIN, I'm needed to help out just a little more. I'm working on it; trying to cut my powers that be a little slack. I know I wouldn't survive one day in their shoes. Is it frustrating sometimes? Of course it is. I guess the point I'm trying to make in all of this is; cut each other some slack. We're all doing the best we can. Pitch in every now and then. You'll feel better.
Over iced chai with my sister and her boyfriend, who in the past few months has grown to become one of my best friends, I was talking about how I was a little frustrated that though reluctantly, I had agreed to pick up a half shift this weekend, even though it's my weekend off. The usual tricks were given to me; offering me extra pay, the "please, I'm desperate", "you'll be a big help." And hey, I understand. They have a job to do too. I get it. We're short staffed. I would guarantee my place of employment has one of the highest turnover rates...well, just about anywhere. Working in an environment that I do is tough. I was sharing this frustration, and my sis's bf, whom she refers to in texts and her blogs as J, told me about a similar debacle about volunteering to help with running sound at his church. And when someone is needed, he's one of the first to be contacted. And again, "I'm desperate," or "no one will do it," are thrown in his direction too. So naturally, we both have felt backed into a corner and we just possibly cannot say no.
Then he asked the above question. What would happen? If he started saying "no, I can't. Find someone else." Or if I did the same thing?
Well, I would guess that over time, we would just stop getting asked, then yay for us and our newfound freedom? Right? I know over time I would feel a little guilty, because that's just my human nature. I'm a team player; always have been. I do say no sometimes when I'm asked to work extra. But I didn't verbalize my answer of what would happen if all of a sudden we just stopped volunteering our time. Then, my sister added her 2 cents worth.
"Well, you all could, but that wouldn't be very Christ-like." Ouch.
And she was exactly right.
Still is. I mean, I'm not exactly bending over backwards and going out of my way to pick up whatever extra work I can get my hands on. Although in the past few weeks, I did because I spent last weekend in Chicago, and well, big cities are expensive. But then J brought up another interesting point; perhaps the reason we get asked to help out more is because we...well, we do a good job. We're good at what we do. And we're dependable, flexible, work well with just about anyone. Again, something I've never thought of because I'm too busy being the silly me monster that I am and grumbling that YET AGAIN, I'm needed to help out just a little more. I'm working on it; trying to cut my powers that be a little slack. I know I wouldn't survive one day in their shoes. Is it frustrating sometimes? Of course it is. I guess the point I'm trying to make in all of this is; cut each other some slack. We're all doing the best we can. Pitch in every now and then. You'll feel better.
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