"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.
The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”
All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.
And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”
thanksgiving dinner will not ruin all your progress. Enjoy your family and friends and good food. Eat some veggies, eat desert, laugh, have a roll or 10. And get back to work the next day. Thanksgiving is for giving thanks. Celebrate life and family and friends. I’m a fitbloger and I will be appreciating thanksgiving in all it’s glory!! (Of course vegan style so minus the turkey) -Sharee
I had a customer curse me out today while I went outside to get carts. Since I work at a discount grocery store we only ever have two cashiers per shift so you can imagine how hard it is to deal with long lines, pull the store, and on top of it stay on top of carts. He started yelling at me about how there are no carts and I kindly told him that I understood and I was trying to get to it as soon as the lines died down and he threw his candy at me and left saying this is why cashiers are paid shit because we don’t know how to do our job…This was this morning.
And yesterday There was a lady who came in with her three younger kids who ran around like caged monkeys and knocked over a whole case of gravy in glass jars which ended up broken all over the floor. And she had the guts to tell me I need to do my damn job and clean it up. I told her I’d get to it when I finished up with the customer I was checking out. And the lady I was finishing up with said out loud that she needs to keep a better eye on her kids and that it’s bad parenting. Well, she decided to curse me out for it. Even though I didn’t say ANYTHING on the matter, since we are not allowed confrontation. And said out loud that I better shut my fat mouth up before she comes over and stomps on my face..I ended up walking out of the store and told my manager I needed to take a break before I had a breakdown which he respected. And of coarse once she came out of the store and saw me sitting on the bench she had the nerve to keep cussing me out all the way to her car threatening me too.
I just don’t understand where people get this aggressive attitude from? I mean I was almost in tears because I didn’t even say anything to her, or about her stupid kids. I’m nothing but nice when I’m at work. I’m all smiles and happy attitude even if I feel like complete shit, I go out of my way all the time to help customers even if I don’t have to. It’s like some people think that we don’t deserve any respect at all because we are cashiers. We work hard for our money just as hard as you do, we have to deal with customers and store quotas and our shitty paychecks the least you can do is be a little understanding to us and try to understand where we are coming from. I’m not even a full time worker since I’m in college so I get it even worse with my cut hours since I’m only available certain hours.
Tonight is definitely a relapse night. Screw the holidays all it does is make people crazy with all the stupid holiday shopping and black Friday craziness there are people being trampled to death for some shitty electronic and feeling like even more shit then me because they have to deal with your feral asses this is so stupid and I’m so done with everything right now.
You know when you need to practice speaking a language but you don’t want to speak it in front of native speakers because you’re worried they will judge you for your poor grammar skills and limited vocabulary
I wish people could just say how they feel like ‘hey I really don’t like when you do that to me’ or ‘hey I’m in love with you’ or ‘hi I really miss you and i think about you all the time’ without sounding desperate why can’t everyone be painfully honest and just save people the trouble