Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Squirt bottle Correction

I put in my resignation last week.  Some times things just aren't meant to be.  This job was one of those things.  

It wasn't the work that made it a bad fit either.  I don't mind hard work.  What bothered me was the mentality that the management had about the work.  Observing the way they worked and tried to make things happen was so frighteningly anti-logical that I wanted to pull out a squirt bottle, spray them and say "No, bad manager."

I've found myself wanting to do this to more and more people lately.  Maybe it is my flaw that I want to train people like a bunch of puppies.  That I want to get rid of bad behaviors with a squirt bottle and a firm voice.  Maybe it would be good for them.  More likely they would think I was crazy.  I still kind of want to correct those behaviors before they prove to be detrimental to the guilty parties and the people around them.  I want to bring this change to them.

To the manager who gives a vague idea to employees of what they are supposed to do, then swiftly negates all employee suggestions at ways to be productive that don't fit perfectly within what is already being done at that office. 

*squirt* "No, bad manager."

To the professor who ignores the wide variety of learning styles and teaches in a way that only truly appeals to audio learners.  (Telling students to read the book does not count as covering the visual aspect.)  

*squirt* "No, bad professor."

To the salesman, co-worker who talks too much about the negatives of an otherwise good product before getting around why the person should actually care enough not to tune you out right then and there.  

*squirt* "No, bad salesman."

To the parent who upon learning that his/her child has made a major life decision that will hopefully make his/her life better asks about finances before anything else.  

*squirt* "No, bad parent."

To the person who never seems to appreciate a job that's been done and only looks at the job that needs to be done.  

*squirt* "No, bad person."

It is probably a good thing that I don't have a squirt bottle.  I might be tempted to actually use it then... even more so then now.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Hitting the Target

Funny, somehow it seems that earning "my keep" at home may be becoming the number one thing standing between me and finding what it is I need to do.  Then again, there is always something.  

*sigh*

Yesterday I learned how to shoot a hand gun.  Sort of, anyway.  The funny part was my dad was sitting there coaching me and coaching me.  Finally I told him to just be quiet for a min. so I could try it my way.  I hit a little high on the target, but at least I hit it....

Maybe I need to say the same for my life too.  

"Just a min, dad, let me try it my way for a bit."