This is a very stressful time of year for me. It is tire season at work and the next two months are insanely busy for me, it is all I think about right now. To add to that, there is a worldwide tire shortage (thanks Covid), to add to that, my tire inventory control guy just quit (greener pastures apparently), to add to that, the promised expansion of my tire storage facility never happened again this year (thanks shiny new rich guy toy), it is going to be a very difficult fall for me to say the least. I get worked up just thinking about what is coming, my own personal Armageddon. My boss brushes it off like shoulder dandruff, he has no idea of what is coming, he is oblivious, not his problem, it is my problem. So why do I do this, what keeps me there amid all the anger and confusion? Why do I allow this to rule my days and stress me out so badly that it effects almost every aspect of my life? Is it time to pull the plug and leave them to their own self created disaster? I ask myself that everyday now when I go to work.
The only reason I can think of as to why I am still there is I hate to quit. I truly want to believe that I can make a difference and see my staff through this maelstrom to the calmer shores of "not tire season". I have good people under me, honest, mostly hard working, almost the perfect staff (except the booger that just quit on me), I want to do right by them. Making them succeed makes me succeed. Their triumphs are mine as well. I know to my employer I am just another employee, replaceable with a Walmart floor mat, that is their problem. But I want to be the best floor mat I can be, so I allow myself to be stepped on, because I know that is what is expected of me.
Enough of this topic, my hands are sweating just typing this, my current heart rate is 115bpm just writing this, move on Don, move on.....
Stress triggers. That was the point of this blog. We talked about that yesterday in our meeting, well this is one of my biggest stress trigger, and it is a monster. This topic is definitely the negative trigger to the positive triggers in my life. But the positives in my life crush this trigger with it's little pinky finger. Squish it like a tiny bug. So I will focus on the positives because the negatives are insignificant to what really matters to me. My wife, my family, my dog, my health and my Kung Fu. Goose bumps, that is what I just got thinking about these positives, they are irreplaceable, money can't buy them and they are woven into my life like a suit of chainmail armour, protecting me from head to soul, tough as diamonds. Take that negative trigger!
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