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Today was weird.
It started off with me struggling to get out of bed, which for me, is an odd thing since my alarm clock is just incase I sleep in. Then, I get to work, going through the regular routine of turning on my computer, refilling my water bottle at the water cooler, popping in a cd while I get organized. Then, the bad news came:
"Anne, I'm going to have to train you for the receptionist stuff."
Uhhh. What? I have a phobia phones. Well, not of the phones themselves, but of what it entails. I HATE talking to people I don't know on the phone. I don't know what it is, but it literally gives me a nervous breakdown.
I held my composure.
I felt the tears rising to my eyes, but I fought them because I knew, I knew, I knew that I could indeed answer phones calls if I really needed to. Besides, the world doesn't change to accomadate my feelings/needs.
So, I learned how to transfer calls, put calls on hold, how to work voice mail. I did it. sure, I hung up on a couple of people on accident, but what can you expect? Yet, passes another milestone in Anne's life. I still loathe answering phones with a PASSION, but i sucked it up and did the job. It may not seem like much, but it meant a lot of me. I'm not going to lie and say the thought of just walking out of work didn't cross my mind--I thought about it good and hard. I thought about crying as to get out of the situation. But, that's not me. It's not my nature to back down from situations that are self-challenging.
As weak as I am, I'm also as strong.
It started off with me struggling to get out of bed, which for me, is an odd thing since my alarm clock is just incase I sleep in. Then, I get to work, going through the regular routine of turning on my computer, refilling my water bottle at the water cooler, popping in a cd while I get organized. Then, the bad news came:
"Anne, I'm going to have to train you for the receptionist stuff."
Uhhh. What? I have a phobia phones. Well, not of the phones themselves, but of what it entails. I HATE talking to people I don't know on the phone. I don't know what it is, but it literally gives me a nervous breakdown.
I held my composure.
I felt the tears rising to my eyes, but I fought them because I knew, I knew, I knew that I could indeed answer phones calls if I really needed to. Besides, the world doesn't change to accomadate my feelings/needs.
So, I learned how to transfer calls, put calls on hold, how to work voice mail. I did it. sure, I hung up on a couple of people on accident, but what can you expect? Yet, passes another milestone in Anne's life. I still loathe answering phones with a PASSION, but i sucked it up and did the job. It may not seem like much, but it meant a lot of me. I'm not going to lie and say the thought of just walking out of work didn't cross my mind--I thought about it good and hard. I thought about crying as to get out of the situation. But, that's not me. It's not my nature to back down from situations that are self-challenging.
As weak as I am, I'm also as strong.