Just when I get sick of people I remember to have lunch with the right kind-hearted person.
I am not a people person, but a machine guy... after all, I'm an engineer. However, at the current spot in my career, I have to deal with people, in all their splendor. At work, I call myself the Roto Rooter Man because my job is to keep the shit flowing... money coming in, work getting done, and reports delivered. Some of these people I deal with are very difficult individuals, but some others help me do my job in spite of the difficult ones, which keeps me from going crazy.Then there are the kind-hearted angels that give me such joy that they enable me to enjoy life. When we meet, we exchange complements, voice our concerns in a positive way, and resolve that life is good, after all. They are the wind at my back that keeps me going. I am blessed and grateful to have them.
So, here's to the kind-hearted angels in my life, and yours. May they understand their value.
- © 2009 by Willy
P.S., and may your tears be that of joy.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Kind-Hearted
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