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| Sad Bear Represents Ludette |
I identify with Sad Bear, especially when it comes to work. Can't you just feel his sense of being overwhelmed, outnumbered, wholly inadequate to the task? His forehead to the cool surface of the cardboard is the best thing that happened to him that day. (In Dialectical Behavior Therapy it's called "soothing touch.")
Yesterday was a case in point. We received a list from Merchandising that had something like 99 new price markdowns on various shoe styles. I write "99" but it might have been 999. What this means to you, Dear Reader and Consumer, is that if you came in our store yesterday, you would have seen four women between the ages of 22 and 50 peering at shoe box labels and scratching numbers on peel-and-stick flags with Sharpies, which flags were to be put on said boxes.
This scenario repeated for hours on end, while cruel fate, in the same spirit of whimsy that drove Sad Bear into a depression, decided to send us five running children; four needy women; three crying babies; two sullen husbands; and a busload of yelling families. Per hour, it seemed.
I am sorry to report that I did not use Wise Mind. In fact, I was limping pretty heavily in Emotion Mind most of the day, and "snarling" was the verb I used to describe my customer service approach--or close to snarling. I don't want to feel this way today. It's a new morning, and I have a right, as God's creature, endued with intelligence, wisdom, and spirit, to feel OK, and see things in a better light. And that's my call on myself. I wish myself a Good, Calm, and Happy Day. (First, I'm going to write "How To Be a Polite Customer" and post it in Leaves From the Brain Book.)
