I have fired 11 people in my life. I honestly think only one of them was for the right reason though. I was told to do the dirty work every time by higher up the food chain, something I am obviously not proud of but I remember the number. 11. I cried every single time.
I have talked to almost all of the former employees at one time or another and the ones I have talked to have thanked me. They have told me how much their lives have changed and how more fortunate they are and how they are happy that the events occurred. I hope it is honest feedback and not a nah nah nah boo boo kinda thing. When they left the office they wouldn't speak to me. Obviously mad, stressed, distraught, and unsure. I use to work with this one guy who apparently had the job of a lifetime (according to him) and was fired. He had been gone from there several years but had so much anger over it. He blamed all of his misfortunes on his firing and he talked about it over and over again. I just wanted to slap the mess out of him and say GET OVER IT!
Sometimes we have to do things we don't want to do. Sometimes we hear things we don't want to hear. Its the end of the world. Life is over. I will never be the same again. They say when one door closes another one opens. Really? Gimme a break, it doesn't just open. You have to push it open, sometimes come busting through it, chop it open like Jack Nicholson (in the Shining) if you have to!
My door has been shut many times. I have had times when I could care less if the knob would turn. I am human, its not all kittens and rainbows! But after feeling sorry for myself I managed to shake it off and move on and things have always been better. A lot better. A lot better than I ever imagined it could be.
Whether you have been dumped, fired, let down or divorced it is devastating for a while. It really is, but grab your ax and shout, "Boo!" ( another Shining reference for you youngsters reading) I think it is time for me to grab mine. Do you have one handy just in case? Until then
Keep (chopping) Rockin
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