Last week I spend a couple days learning a new system for work,
Two days of intense hands-on-training,
I can usually learn from the manual,
But I love hands on,
Gives you a feel for what you are doing,
It was the second workshop I had attended in as many months.
With my counterparts from other offices,
Most of them I know by sight and name and from mass emails,
But mostly I don’t know them, we are scattered all over the southeast and we are busy,
Particularly now in these days of doing more with less, less people that is,
Anyway,
On the second day I broke bread with one of my friends,
We had a long lunch,
She told me, ‘Your counterparts are very curious about you.’
“About me, why?”
‘Well, you don’t say very much, just work on what you are doing and mind your own business, also there is the buzz about you being an author and all.’
“Well that’s fine, but if they are curious about anything they can inquire, otherwise they need to GET SOME…”
‘Get some, girl what are you talking about?”
“Get some business, anyone who has time to be curious about my business, need to get some business of their own. When one is busy, consumed with handling their stuff, there isn’t a great deal of time for curiosity.” We laughed for several minutes.
‘You scared me, I didn’t know what you wanted them to get.’
Flying home later that night I thought about our conversation, realizing that idle minds really are the devil’s workshop because when a person has nothing to do that fills their time, not to mention their souls, that leaves an inordinate amount of time to ponder other folks’ activities. Idle gossip and speculation has always caused my eyes to glaze over. Now watching people and making up my own stories is something else altogether that gives me book food, allowing me to write my quirky characters. But, I witness to you, I have never spent an iota of time wondering what people do in their down time. Whatever it is okay with me, particularly if it brings no harm to me, mine and others and especially if it fills their life, their business is just that, their business. And you know why, because, I GOT SOME!
Love and Blessings,
Angelia
http://www.angeliavmenchan.com/
12 comments:
Girl, I have to use that "Get Some" because you're right, those folks need to get some business and get out of yours. I've had to deal with people curious to what I do. My work schedule can't even be penned down because I take contract assignments at various times during the year so folks never know when I'll be working from home or out of town. My neighbors are always trying to figure things out.
Use it Sis, I am telling you I am so flabbergasted by why people even care what other folks are about...we are about our business...
Smooches,
angelia
I hear you sis. If I spent time worrying about what boring real people were doing I wouldn't have anytime to read all these great books. A sista has to have her priorities in order... LOL.
Gwyneth
Lady Gwyneth,
Don't you know it!
Blessings,
angelia
Your blogs are the best!!
I need to post this in our lunch room, restroom and to a few peoples office doors!
Sending Hugs :-)
'cilla
Thanks 'Cilla,
according to what I have been told, my blogs are hanging in a few offices! Who knew!
Blessings,
angelia
Hmmm...okay so the person who posed the question said that others were curious about you...but hmmm did you ever feel like maybe she needed to GET SOME...hmmm I'm just saying...hehe.
xoxo
Actually not Yas,
she is a person who I have invited in...who I allow to know things...otherwise it wouldn't have warranted a blog :)
blessings,
angelia
Got some too...lol Love this post!
Hugs
G-Nice
people are constantly worried about whats going on in my life and when i cut the conversation short with a quick to the point response they call it "attitude" i am your child and now that i got some everybody wants to get some of mine. these folks that im learning arabic with need to get some keep some and leave me alone because they not my family they are my co workers until we get to Iraq... this blog came at the right time mama i love you
your son Deep DuVal- the Dictator
Love you more...
the original deep one
angelia
I can't believe I missed this post yesterday. Any way I told my daughter the same thing last week. She gets off the bus at a certain time and I know how long it takes her to get from the bus stop to the house. She didn't arrive. When she finally showed up I asked where were you and what were you doing? My mother-in-law is telling me to let it go, but my concept is I gave birth I need to know because if ever a thing happen...people will be pointing at me not grand-nobody or daddy. So I repeated my question.
Her response was "Oh Jessica was telling me what someone said." No the hell she wasn't. Because you know I don't play that. If the subject of Jessica's gossip comes back up she will say well Khaila said. I'm not having it. So I understand. I will share this blog post with her because I'll be hot diggy dog if she falls in that he-says, she-says crap.
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