The way I see it, life is worth living and we already have enough negatives within our society, to add to our sorrows, to be creating additional stress.
I am not a brilliant guy, as BRILLIANT goes, but I made some observations and I said to myself:
“Self, just as the bible says, it is not wise to drink alcohol.”
The bible clearly states that ‘wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging and whosoever is deceived thereby, is not wise.”
Well I work out that if you are not WISE, then you have to be OTHERWISE.
Well I newa!
I also work out that although we were all ‘fearfully and wonderfully made,’ which means that nobody is really UGLY then, some of us have deformed our faces by imbibing the horrible concoction.
I mean, doesn’t it figure that since the thing taste so horrible, then the drinker has to twist up his face into all kinds of contortions, in order to swallow it and after many years of doing this, the features just remain ….CONTORTED—permanently.
There is also something about a smile. A smile lights up the world and serves to make somebody’s day. I understand that it takes 17 muscles to smile and all of 70 plus muscles to frown.
The worst kind, is to have someone in your employ who is neither sociable nor polite.
Now don’t get me wrong. I am not advocating that every employee should just remain grinning with the customers, because there are some FORWARD people out there and they may interpret your smile in the wrong way and try to capitalize on it.
However, one can be smiling and still be firm in his/her treatment of the customers….if you get my drift.
Another thing I find interesting, is that the simplest of situations cause too many people to ‘blow their tops.’
We now exist in a society when everything creates an upset and we don’t seem to realize that the more we blow our tops, the more stress we create for ourselves and it is just serving to hasten our inevitable end.
Just today, I went to my favourite financial institution with a cheque. I waited my turn in the long line, which took an eternity and when I got to the Teller, she politely informed me that the cheque had on the wrong date. Today was the 2nd of September and the individual had put on the 3rd.
Well I newa!
Now, if there were not so many people inside that place, I might have sat down and have me a good, long cry.
You know how painful it was to walk back to the man’s office, to get the error corrected; walk back to the place and wait in that LONGER line again?
That is exactly what I did.
I returned and looked at the young lady, hoping that she would look in my direction and say something like: ‘Oh come Mr. Morton, as you were here before.’
No such luck.
As our eyes locked, I put on my brightest smile, hoping she would call me ahead of all of the others. She smiled back and continued serving those before her.
Well I newa!
I waited my turn, got the cheque cashed and eventually walked of the place.
I was tired but still in good spirits. I was not going to let that situation spoil my day.
Maybe we should try really harder to relax in such situations and just avoid all of the stress.
That’s the way I see it. How do you see it?