So, The Power of Eyebrows Pt. 2
So, I hope you liked the last post because 83% of this post
is about my face!...if you don't want to read about my eyebrows and just want to skip down to the part about "getting fired" scroll down to wear it says "WARNING" in bold. If you want to skip right to my advice and deep thoughts read the bold paragraph (although I suggest reading it all...and more...and going back into posts...)
So, I mentioned I have “murderer eyebrows”…and rereading
yesterday’s post I realized that most of you probably gasped and wondered “WHAT THE HELL?!”
So before you start contacting your local authorities to
report me for being some sort of “caterpillar browed” psycho…let me explain!:
I have this strange kind of allure…I blame it on my
eyebrows. People LOVE me and at the same time I terrify some…I can slide from
charming to crazy-ass-scary with just a small tilt of my head. Why?, because of
my eyebrows…It is like my pretty man face (pretty man face?) has a darkness
hidden deep within my brow bone…dun dun dunnnnn…
It even scares me how if I position my face slightly
downward, glance upwards, and furrow my brow a bit I instantly become sinister!
Insta-Satan! I qualify my “pretty man face” (why do I keep calling my face
that!) as one you would not want to see in a dark alley with deceptive
lighting…
I started realizing this fun little personality trait when I
used to be a thespian (IT MEANS ACTOR!)
When I used to act I was always typecast into two different
roles:
1) The Father Figure: Having a constant five o’clock shadow
made me look older then most and I present myself as older so it somewhat fits
2) The Evil Dude: If there was a bad guy…I was him
I was never the comedic relief or the fun guy…and I never
EVER was the young character.
But yeah…It was the eyebrows…they just add in a fuzzy creepiness
to my “pretty man face” (again?!)
So I think I want a change...what happens if I do this…
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| Can barely notice my brows anymore... |
Better?, Less Noticeable?, I think so!
So,
Time to change the topic…I know…the eyebrow thing was SO
interesting that you want me to go on and on about it…but sadly I can not…
I’ve been thinking lately…
WARNING
This is going to be somewhat serious…and it is dedicated to my coworkers
When the “work friend” becomes a “real friend.” (no romance
involved)
Here it is…
The daily grind brought us together. The Nine to Five (or
rather 8:15- 3:15) was our hang out. We swapped stories while in the staff
lounge, made trivial conversation around the water cooler, and we cracked jokes
while pretending to do our jobs. In the beginning we were STRICTLY work friends.
We share the bond of paperwork, meetings, and problems. We were just both there
working in the same place at the same time and it just worked.
Suddenly a change happens…a spark ignites…small changes
begin to occur. We begin to use sincere voices when speaking to each other. When
swapping stories we REALLY laugh in comparison to the awkward breathy noises we
made before. We begin to feel sad when everyone is sad, happy at accomplishments,
and we start to ACTUALLY care for coworkers. We begin to watch out for each other and help out when we can without having to be asked and without a need for words...
Then one day you see coworkers outside of the
workplace….maybe you grabbed a drink, maybe you were invited to a happy hour,
maybe you found an empty parking lot to hang out in during lunch breaks, maybe
you realized that your coworkers think just as many naughty thoughts as you
do…suddenly you stand there and say… holy crap, we are now friends!
Well guess what happened…
Take a guess… cause you did it…you became REAL friends…
You converted a work friend into a real friend! It wasn't easy and it sure as hell was awkward but you did it! You made a new friend whom
you can share stories with and share a part of you.
Why am I writing this “friends” stuff…I am writing because
one of the cruelties of being a “real person” is occurring at work. Lay Offs
have begun. Pink Slips are being sent out. Employees are being Fired. Lives are
being toyed with…and it makes me want to scream out of anger and not sadness
(we all know I am not capable of being sad).
I have lost a few good talented friends from these lay offs
and also have lost numerous nights of sleep wondering if my ship is sunk… I see
the murky waters around me and it is not good...Getting Fired is a Learning Experience from Hell...we all know it...
So to those whom did receive bad news or are expecting it...I
write you this (and I will try and take my own advice as well):
When a job ends abruptly think of it as being a reality
check in the right direction. Look at it NOT as the time you have lost but
rather the memories and experiences you HAVE gained. Looking back at your
career you will realize that you have not lost them but THEY have lost you, it is THEIR mistake for letting you go, and it
is THEIR loss. You are powerful, dedicated, determined, and an integral part to
any team and you should know that. A part of your world feels like it might be
ending, you might be sad, and suddenly you realize that bad things happen fast
and you live through them slow. However SHIT HAPPENS! Shit has happened in the
past and shit will happen in the future. You can not give up, you can not quit,
you just have to fight like hell for now and readjust to make sure you make it
through. It is unfair, it is not right, it is what it is. Keep poised, and use
your circumstances to fuel your emotions and push you through.
So I offer this to you as a closing comment…
"More than that, we
rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance
produces character, and character produces hope..."
Romans 5:3-4
You all will endure…you all will persevere…you all will be
missed…
If any of this made any sense...then success for me!
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