Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Just when.....

You know, just when you think your world is falling apart around your ears, it's all your own fault, whoa is me, etc..... something pops up thats makes your life look pretty good.

That was me, this morning.

Arrived at work to a general E-mail.... One of our caffeteria workers is in the hospital and will be for a while. No paycheck (s) for a while. He works two jobs to support family. His parents house burned down, no insurance, and he supports them too.

Damn.

I walked down and shoved all the cash I had in the can.

Damn.
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6 comments:

Jean said...

Kind and generous are you, sir.

I usually hate the phrase 'There's always someone worse off than you.'...especially when I'm feeling sorry for myself, but dagnabbit, it's true.

I hope that dear man gets through all his trials soon and is able to have an easier time and enjoy more of his life.

February 5, 2008 at 7:44 PM
LBJ said...

good of you. I blogged once about a fellow that I flew with that wasn't much fun to fly with. Very rigid. . tight laced. . frowned on swear words and most humour. Yet. . he had the lovliest family. wife and a passle of little girls who ADORED him and laughed and giggled when Dad was around. I always felt he presented a face to us that was what he thought he should be.

(he is also the fellow of the goat story).

He lost his job a couple of years ago. They had just had another baby and she had Downs and heart problems. His wife had to quit her job as a surgical nurse to care for her. Then he was unemployed. He asked for help with his resume. I know that was hard for him to ask. I did. . and as he left I tucked a check for $500 in his hand. That was my Christmas money. He started crying. I had never heard him laugh. . or cry. . and I got them both at once.

It tided them over a couple weeks til he got another job. It wasn't much. . but. . . Pilots said after that he was a lot warmer. . and open. Sometimes we all just need to know that if we work hard and live a life of merit. . that it IS appreciated.

February 5, 2008 at 9:57 PM
phlegmfatale said...

Great story, Lin. And a very sobering reminder, Carteach. Being in a state of gratitude is a very good spirit with which to go through life. They say that if you could see other people's problems from the inside, you'd be happy to just deal with your own set of issues and trials. I think that's true. Then again, have you ever seen a piece of needlepoint embroidery? Dozens of colors of yarn go into making an image that's presented, and yet the back is a tangle of knots and long, pointless expanses of thread--they're a mess on the back. Even at your darkest moments,there's prolly more than one person who looks at your life and thinks "now, that guy over there? He's got it MADE!"

February 6, 2008 at 7:09 AM
Cliff said...

It's always darkest before the dawn, but there some times we are going through one of those Arctic Circle nights. You know, six months long.

Life really stinks when a friend and/or coworker is hurting.

February 6, 2008 at 8:22 AM
Lin said...

Boy, all of you have made some fabulous observations. I'm thrilled just to absorb them and ponder now. Thank you all!

February 7, 2008 at 4:22 PM
Carteach said...

I get paid tomorrow..... and that can is still there. It will be a bit more stuffed before the days end.

I'll machine my old brake rotors rather than buy new this time.

February 7, 2008 at 9:25 PM

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