I have been doing really well containing my opinions, keeping my negative mindset at bay...
I have been trying very hard to keep a positive mindset. I am by nature a really calm person.
I don't blow up, or cause things that I know will come back on me.
I never ask anyone to do anything I wouldn't do myself. I try to never even ask ANYTHING of anyone... Sadly I don't care to have the conversation, nor do I want to be in their debt.
Today was very long. I had a couple break downs, I'm really far behind. I have some people who needed off, and I let them... So, I am really struggling just to keep up (and people are griping, but thats part of the job). Today started at 5:45am, I just got home and got a shower, no meals, no breaks... and I not complaining. This has been going on for weeks now, so I'm getting worn out, but trying not to let it show.
Yet about 6pm this person (monster) comes up and starts ranting about some issue he has that absolutely has zero to do with me, or my job, or anything else... Yet because I basically said, "I'm sorry I cant spare the time right now." He went off on me like a bomb.
I would nearly swear I seem to attract stuff like this, like from BIRTH!. How I do it I have no idea. I'm minding my own business, headphones on. I'm broke down working under a tractor out in freaking heat. I'm broke down in the stupid fairway... Golf balls are sailing by like rockets. I feel like a target actually.
People are everywhere. I as uncomfortable as a mouse in a cat ladies house... I have diesel running down my arm, and in my stinky arm pit, down my ribs and into my shorts..I'm soaked in sweat, covered in gunk, needing some help myself actually. I'm freaking out inside cause I hate getting unthinkably dirty, and having no way to clean up, basically right then. But this dirt bag simply don't care, because he has an issue!
This guy just wont back off. He wants (demands) I stop what I'm doing to fix his issue. I told him once more. "I cant right now, please try and handle this, or find someone else"... I basically ignored him from that point and he huffed off.
You cant imagine what I was saying inside that this guy could do to himself...
I got rolling, and back to mowing some very grown up fairways and a while later, here comes this freak again...
He is angry because he has to turn in our golf cart that he rented (because we are closing) and madder than hell about the whole thing... because he wasn't through playing. I noticed a grown up very overweight child, who is also a horrible bully...
I have a redneck mantra I say inside for this and it is: {One broke nose equals 2 black eyes, and Chance has to find a new job if he don't settle down right now}... He got me madder and madder to the point any issue he was having, was my fault basically. He got me angry enough I started shaking and thats not good... and thats really hard to go there. I sort of nearly lose control if I cant get out of that really fast. Luckily he left, maybe he sensed this was not going to be good, maybe not...
How do you get past people like this... I don't want revenge, or an apology, or fairness, or anything, but PEACE over it... I have lots of trouble calming down when things go this far.
His flat tire on his golf cart, was to become my mission of his instant minute... And when I didn't jump, go pull a tire out of thin air, and place it on his golf cart, he became a freaking monster. Note: We don't work on peoples golf carts, nor do we have parts for them...
He basically threatened me, telling me, "You haven't began to hear the end of me yet." I'm thinking... Yes I have heard the last of you... because I'm fixing to toss your loud butt off this property... Apparently he's gonna call my Boss (which is the President of the Board of Directors)... How sad it that? Like my Boss is gonna give a damn about his flat tire, about as much as I did?
This person has no idea who I am, or that I'm out there just covering other peoples jobs right now... Its actually funny how uninformed he is, about who I am, or the actual power I could use on him, but I never use, or abuse the power of my title to defend my honor, or demand someone to respect me... If I cant earn the respect, I don't even want it.
How great it would be just to feel appreciated every now and then, instead of treated like some slave who doesn't deserve to eat. I'm trying not to hate golfers... Its been a really nasty summer and I have swallowed more anger than most people can even imagine.
We had a tournament last weekend... I was dumping all the trash bins at the tee boxes, during flight switch and it was tough, but I was doing it and staying out of the way. I was dumping all the beer cans, Patrone, Tequila bottles, etc in the large barrels in the truck. This person said,"You dumping trash?" I said, "Looks like it?" Person says, "Good thats what we are paying you for." {One broke nose equals two black eyes, and Chance will be looking for a job if he don't settle down right now.}... People SUCK at times...
I'm a golfer, but I simply don't have the ridiculous competitive mindset, or the massive egos that so often becomes this snobbery, this puke inducing attitude, that some people just throw out there never thinking twice about it. Its a game, a game that is supposed to be enjoyed.
I need to find ways to shut this stuff down in my head. I'm not going to get in trouble, thats not a worry (I didn't left hook anyone, or yank out anyones esophagus yet, so all is well)...
I just want to make peace with it in my head and get past it. I struggle really bad with the mulling things over and over... My head just wants to pop, and instead I need to defuse the whole thing. I'm trying, but sometimes I get deeply upset and this person went there not once, but twice... : (
I KNOW there is a better life out there and I'm trying very hard to find it... Until then I gotta keep my head on right... and for a guy with ASD having to intertwine with people who are NOTHING like me, it gets tough, but it also makes me grow.
Sorry for venting, but I gotta send it out of me. Maybe it will get sucked up by the dark void of the universe, and come back as some form of happiness a little later...
If you had a rough day... write it out and send it away, now not dwelling on it... Thats where I obviously struggle really hard. I know it seems to help me to write it out and just send it away somewhere...
Have a good night everyone... I'm falling asleep writing this and thats a good thing. : )
I have been trying very hard to keep a positive mindset. I am by nature a really calm person.
I don't blow up, or cause things that I know will come back on me.
I never ask anyone to do anything I wouldn't do myself. I try to never even ask ANYTHING of anyone... Sadly I don't care to have the conversation, nor do I want to be in their debt.
Today was very long. I had a couple break downs, I'm really far behind. I have some people who needed off, and I let them... So, I am really struggling just to keep up (and people are griping, but thats part of the job). Today started at 5:45am, I just got home and got a shower, no meals, no breaks... and I not complaining. This has been going on for weeks now, so I'm getting worn out, but trying not to let it show.
Yet about 6pm this person (monster) comes up and starts ranting about some issue he has that absolutely has zero to do with me, or my job, or anything else... Yet because I basically said, "I'm sorry I cant spare the time right now." He went off on me like a bomb.
I would nearly swear I seem to attract stuff like this, like from BIRTH!. How I do it I have no idea. I'm minding my own business, headphones on. I'm broke down working under a tractor out in freaking heat. I'm broke down in the stupid fairway... Golf balls are sailing by like rockets. I feel like a target actually.
People are everywhere. I as uncomfortable as a mouse in a cat ladies house... I have diesel running down my arm, and in my stinky arm pit, down my ribs and into my shorts..I'm soaked in sweat, covered in gunk, needing some help myself actually. I'm freaking out inside cause I hate getting unthinkably dirty, and having no way to clean up, basically right then. But this dirt bag simply don't care, because he has an issue!
This guy just wont back off. He wants (demands) I stop what I'm doing to fix his issue. I told him once more. "I cant right now, please try and handle this, or find someone else"... I basically ignored him from that point and he huffed off.
You cant imagine what I was saying inside that this guy could do to himself...
I got rolling, and back to mowing some very grown up fairways and a while later, here comes this freak again...
He is angry because he has to turn in our golf cart that he rented (because we are closing) and madder than hell about the whole thing... because he wasn't through playing. I noticed a grown up very overweight child, who is also a horrible bully...
I have a redneck mantra I say inside for this and it is: {One broke nose equals 2 black eyes, and Chance has to find a new job if he don't settle down right now}... He got me madder and madder to the point any issue he was having, was my fault basically. He got me angry enough I started shaking and thats not good... and thats really hard to go there. I sort of nearly lose control if I cant get out of that really fast. Luckily he left, maybe he sensed this was not going to be good, maybe not...
How do you get past people like this... I don't want revenge, or an apology, or fairness, or anything, but PEACE over it... I have lots of trouble calming down when things go this far.
His flat tire on his golf cart, was to become my mission of his instant minute... And when I didn't jump, go pull a tire out of thin air, and place it on his golf cart, he became a freaking monster. Note: We don't work on peoples golf carts, nor do we have parts for them...
He basically threatened me, telling me, "You haven't began to hear the end of me yet." I'm thinking... Yes I have heard the last of you... because I'm fixing to toss your loud butt off this property... Apparently he's gonna call my Boss (which is the President of the Board of Directors)... How sad it that? Like my Boss is gonna give a damn about his flat tire, about as much as I did?
This person has no idea who I am, or that I'm out there just covering other peoples jobs right now... Its actually funny how uninformed he is, about who I am, or the actual power I could use on him, but I never use, or abuse the power of my title to defend my honor, or demand someone to respect me... If I cant earn the respect, I don't even want it.
How great it would be just to feel appreciated every now and then, instead of treated like some slave who doesn't deserve to eat. I'm trying not to hate golfers... Its been a really nasty summer and I have swallowed more anger than most people can even imagine.
We had a tournament last weekend... I was dumping all the trash bins at the tee boxes, during flight switch and it was tough, but I was doing it and staying out of the way. I was dumping all the beer cans, Patrone, Tequila bottles, etc in the large barrels in the truck. This person said,"You dumping trash?" I said, "Looks like it?" Person says, "Good thats what we are paying you for." {One broke nose equals two black eyes, and Chance will be looking for a job if he don't settle down right now.}... People SUCK at times...
I'm a golfer, but I simply don't have the ridiculous competitive mindset, or the massive egos that so often becomes this snobbery, this puke inducing attitude, that some people just throw out there never thinking twice about it. Its a game, a game that is supposed to be enjoyed.
I need to find ways to shut this stuff down in my head. I'm not going to get in trouble, thats not a worry (I didn't left hook anyone, or yank out anyones esophagus yet, so all is well)...
I just want to make peace with it in my head and get past it. I struggle really bad with the mulling things over and over... My head just wants to pop, and instead I need to defuse the whole thing. I'm trying, but sometimes I get deeply upset and this person went there not once, but twice... : (
I KNOW there is a better life out there and I'm trying very hard to find it... Until then I gotta keep my head on right... and for a guy with ASD having to intertwine with people who are NOTHING like me, it gets tough, but it also makes me grow.
Sorry for venting, but I gotta send it out of me. Maybe it will get sucked up by the dark void of the universe, and come back as some form of happiness a little later...
If you had a rough day... write it out and send it away, now not dwelling on it... Thats where I obviously struggle really hard. I know it seems to help me to write it out and just send it away somewhere...
Have a good night everyone... I'm falling asleep writing this and thats a good thing. : )