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Midnight Musings; more like 2:15 AM musings...
Topic Started: Jan 27 2008, 02:15 AM (175 Views)
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I apologize in advance...this is going to be a long post... :blush:

So as most of you know I have a job now this semester working at our little cafe type place on campus. I work eight hours in one weekend, which doesn't seem like much to those who typically work 8 hours a DAY, but it's still a significant amount for me personally because of my hectic weekdays.

Anyway...I digress...

As I may have mentioned before I like someone I work with on Saturday nights. We talk naturally (I do anyways...he doesn't know I like him and all that jazz)...and we all hang out when no one's ordered anything and there's nothing to prepare or cook. Then we have a rush of orders come in and we're all busy going our own ways. I help prep, meaning I get the ingredients prepared and ready to go on the grill. OR if it's pizza or chicken tenders or something like that I send it further on down the line to Caleb (or whomever's running the ovens at the time). Someone's taking the orders at the counter and passing them on to me, then the person on the grill goes by what I do so I pretty much have to be on my toes and be CORRECT in what I put on the plates.

I am totally uncoordinated, which Caleb kindly (note the sarcasm) noticed earlier tonight, lightly making fun of it. And I'm cool with that, 'cause I know I tend to walk into doors and trip over those stupid un-used plugs in the floors ( :angry: ). Tonight was no exception (I got several lovely scrapes...I don't know how I always manage it, but I always look down to see a tiny little mark and wonder how the heck I managed that one) and it was during one of these hectic moments with a ton of orders when Caleb paused on the other side of the prep counter while I was shredding lettuce to tell me I was doing a good job.

That seriously made my day ('cause I thought at first he needed something, but that's all he wanted to say :whew: :lol: ). It also got me thinking...it seems to me these days that people rarely hear that they're doing a good job. I know personally I rarely hear it, especially from my parents, but I've spent the past 22 years of my life trying to please them and yes, it's still important to me to have a good relationship with my parents, but it's also important to do well outside the home. I was also told by one of my professors that I got the second highest grade in one of our classes on a quiz we had earlier last week and that never happens with me so I was quite thrilled when I found that out. B} (it was only an 80%, but that technical stuff is HARD...82% was the highest).

People want to hear that they've accomplished something good and something meaningful, and want others to recognize it. No, that is not my entire goal, but it is nice to hear, especially if it's someone who is your work supervisior ;) So why not consider this - a friend of yours walks into the room and she's clearly excited about something. She's got a raise, or got promoted, or got a good grade on an exam you know she's studied hard for...go ahead and TELL her that's awesome and to keep it up. It'll only encourage her (or him) to work just as hard on the next exam as she did for that one.

I was happy that my efforts were noticed, but I'm not going to get a big head about it. It'll just encourage me to keep it up because I do not want to be known as a lazy worker and I know I have made some mistakes in the past that I regret from time to time because I didn't put enough effort into it. Just something as simple as an encouraging word from a friend has encouraged me to do well, not just in my work, but in my school work and my involvement at church because whether we realize it or not even someone who barely knows us notices our character faster than we may ever know.

I guess that's enough of my ramblings, and I aplogize if none of that made sense... Speaking of completing stuff, I need to finish these PowerPoint slides...
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I know what you mean. It's nice when what you do is appreciated.
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It's actually amazing sometimes how one can get down on themselves because they're not getting some occasional positive feedback.

I've even gotten depressed from time to time during my life because I thought my performance (job, social life, music hobbies, writing) was likely sub-standard and that I just generally "suck" because nobody ever said much.

It's not like I need "daily" reinforcement or anything, but occasionally it's good for someone who's "in the know" to give some positive assessments; even if there might be some criticisms. I can handle critcism, just don't make a party out of it, something that my father used to do years ago which caused me a bit of damage in the self-esteem department; although he hadn't meant for it to have that kind of effect.


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...it seems to me these days that people rarely hear that they're doing a good job. I know personally I rarely hear it, especially from my parents, but I've spent the past 22 years of my life trying to please them and yes, it's still important to me to have a good relationship with my parents, but it's also important to do well outside the home.



My parents were the nicest folks one could have, but they did have a bit of that "Victorian" attitude, where your accomplishments were sort of played down, and your shortcomings mentioned a little toooo regularily. Mind you, they were totally supportive and all, but if I thought that was bad, when I left home and got out into the real world I began to find out just how vicious this sort of thing can be.

People are often very competitive and selfish, and can be reluctant to even tell a friend when they think they may have a skill or aptitude in a certain area. Years can pass before one day some friend just happens to mention that they marvel at how well I might do in a particular area or subject; it feels good of course, but you're always left thinking that you wish you'd heard that about five or ten years ago.

If I could go back in a time machine and visit myself when I was 19 or 21, I'd just say, "hey, Franko, don't worry about it. Everything will unfold as it should, you're a cool guy, and don't be afraid to occasionally 'go for it' ".

yeah, that would have been nice. So you younger folk might want to heed my last paragraph.

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