Marvin Martian says: Greetings, Dear Earthlings and Fellow Blogophilians!! Welcome to Week 39 of Year 16 in Blogophilia! Oh happy days – SPRING is finally here! And it’s the last week of Season 3 – next week, we start the final and 4th season of Year 16!
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Hard Bonus: Incorporate a quote or line by Rumi
Easy Bonus: Mention your favorite spring flower
I don’t know… Sometimes it’s weird with Staying in Good Grace – so, when at work, you should be professional & get along with your peers, but there are those who go to compete in a popularity contest and I’m not about that. Once in my mid 20s, I worked at a burger joint. The other people wanted to go to a bar to drink. I don’t drink a lot, but used to enjoy a little bit. As the pitchers went down, the more they ranked on the head manager, and I basically refused to participate in that conversation. So I stopped hanging out with them after work hours. Same head manager put me on for extra hours during mid-term exams then took me off the schedule for spring break. My attitude was yeah, I know they’re trying to make me quit, I hung in there to get as many hours as I could for as long as I could. So when it came to terminating me, the head manager says (after taking me on & off the schedule, rearranging, etc.) that I’m regressing instead of progressing, and how I don’t seem to “fit in with the rest of the team”. Um, my job was out on the floor, while everyone else was behind the counter… that supposedly wasn’t it, I just raised an eyebrow. Oh well.
I’ve had other similar instances where it seemed I didn’t fit with the rest of the people. My own mother even ranked on the fact that I ought to care about what other people think of me. Well, the boss liked me enough to hire me, and I go there to work to the best of my ability, not brown nose, not be the pet employee, etc. Eventually, feeling stuck in healthcare as an aide, I made the move to go into an office as a medical secretary, but that didn’t happen… Funny thing is, I’m a receptionist at a nursing home, so I’m still in health care to a point. It’s just my skills can transfer to any industry. Anyway, as life’s situation changes, it seems as if I’m finally now, reliable enough for my current boss to work with me. I am grateful. I just try to do my best with what I have & it’s actually good enough. While I don’t get to do music all of the time, maybe that’s good. “Let the beauty of what you love be what you do“. Rumi
But maybe, like wild strawberry & wild columbine, spread goodness to others, human & nonhuman, animals & plants, etc. Sometimes I will stumble & maybe act out, but… hey, perfection is overrated, right? Wishing you all well.