Try and be nice….

A lot of times you can try and try to be nice to people with no good results. Maybe its not that they are appreciative of your actions, possibly they don’t understand them or in a mood to not want to accept them.
Take this one customer I have, last year I worked myself to death on a Koi pond for them then offered to give them step by step instructions on what to do this winter if they chose to do so. They gave me a look as to be insulted and they knew what to do. Today, I get this nice phone call about the pond not doing exactly as they expected. I asked if they used my instructions, they hadn’t, I’m sure they just chunked them out with the trash. Tomorrow I will drop by and check on the situation and give them more instructions how to maintain it, maybe set up a plan to give them visits to check on it for them.
This weekend my Pops came home in a huff because, once again Mom is in the hospital. I almost blew my cool factor when I overheard him grumbling that he may lose his job having to come home so often. I easily reminded him that he could lose his wife also and to keep that in mind; instead of busting his head open. He gave me the “deer in headlights” look half surprised that I over heard him. I walked out of the house, keeping in mind this is his way of dealing with her being sick – putting the blame on something or someone else.
We all do it, something doesn’t go right, or frightens us, we decide to go after something perfectly innocent rather than face the facts and hit the problem head on.
I talked to Jacks today and he basically told me to shove my happy mood where the sun doesn’t shine. He sat there in his “Jack mode” of being silent and thinking on the phone (that usually gets on my nerves but I do it too). After a few minutes I asked him to calmly explain what was up – if you know my brother and I know a lot of you do – there is no calm when he’s tore up over something. I listened and suggested him coming home for a while. There is too much going on all around him at the moment and some solitude might help him. Basically for him, it’s all hitting the fan.
This morning I sign on to grab my mail of replies from this blog where I notice a name I usually don’t see, it was Amy; her weather is bad there so she can’t call or get on the computer. I haven’t heard from her since last Thursday and figured she was busy so I didn’t worry. Once again she feels to be super hero and go into work and knock off seventeen hours in a day then proceeds to tell me she cries herself to sleep at night missing me. I can’t reply to that – how can I?
I sent Cari and Diane home, too tired to hear the bickering between the two of them. I suggested they sort out their problems out of the office. That since I love them so dearly I can’t watch them nit pick at each other into another battle. It’s a shame; both these women are in their 30s and act like they do.
Am I losing my “Chill Pill” attitude? I really don’t think so; I think it’s more like being in the wrong place at the wrong time. This is a minor bump in the road, no blood has been shed and we haven’t lost anyone so life goes on…..