Good Karma
This story has a happy ending, but it starts out a bit rough.
I spent this morning getting rid of four garbage bags of hoarded junk from the living room and cleaned it up and rearranged things to make room for getting a new dishwasher, and hopefully two new living room chairs. My dad is still in the hospital, work today was really rough with a never ending stream of inconsiderate, messy customers, and it felt like I failed miserably and left way too much behind. Just all around awful.
That being said... The assistant manager that closed tonight is opening tomorrow. She knows what went on, she'll get things back on track and she'll make sure everyone understands so no one will be grumpy. One of our closing cashiers is also opening and will help solidify that, and the opening lead cashier knows how rough things get on Sunday and won't take it too hard. Even with all that understanding though it was still depressing to fail so hard.
So when I came home, I was caught completely by surprise. Having been inspired by my cleaning this morning, my mother had spent six hours cleaning the kitchen. She caught up on dishes that had gotten out of hand while I was in my work week, she cleaned a lot of peripheral things I would have felt too worn out to even attempt. I thanked her profusely and hugged her several times over. Given her health it was hard on her and she considered it part of my birthday presents but I really was delighted.
I know it sounds egotistical but I do a lot of stuff for other people... It's a mix of love and responsibility I'd say. I get worn out when all the effort is going out and I'm not getting any back. It's similar with friends. If I am always the one reaching out, why keep trying? So this was a glorious change. It's so nice to have someone do something for me. So yeah, happy ending! Yaaay!
Also, I was mentioning good karma and bad karma to a cashier and they told me when people say that she always hears "good caramel."
I spent this morning getting rid of four garbage bags of hoarded junk from the living room and cleaned it up and rearranged things to make room for getting a new dishwasher, and hopefully two new living room chairs. My dad is still in the hospital, work today was really rough with a never ending stream of inconsiderate, messy customers, and it felt like I failed miserably and left way too much behind. Just all around awful.
That being said... The assistant manager that closed tonight is opening tomorrow. She knows what went on, she'll get things back on track and she'll make sure everyone understands so no one will be grumpy. One of our closing cashiers is also opening and will help solidify that, and the opening lead cashier knows how rough things get on Sunday and won't take it too hard. Even with all that understanding though it was still depressing to fail so hard.
So when I came home, I was caught completely by surprise. Having been inspired by my cleaning this morning, my mother had spent six hours cleaning the kitchen. She caught up on dishes that had gotten out of hand while I was in my work week, she cleaned a lot of peripheral things I would have felt too worn out to even attempt. I thanked her profusely and hugged her several times over. Given her health it was hard on her and she considered it part of my birthday presents but I really was delighted.
I know it sounds egotistical but I do a lot of stuff for other people... It's a mix of love and responsibility I'd say. I get worn out when all the effort is going out and I'm not getting any back. It's similar with friends. If I am always the one reaching out, why keep trying? So this was a glorious change. It's so nice to have someone do something for me. So yeah, happy ending! Yaaay!
Also, I was mentioning good karma and bad karma to a cashier and they told me when people say that she always hears "good caramel."