Regular posts will be returning soon. Thank you to everyone who’s sent me a sweet email or IM or Tweet instructing me to get back on the freaking job. I have been working my ASS off, I’m almost ready for things to go back to normal (read: get really crazy in a brand new way), and order valtrex uk I really appreciate the warm thoughts. Keep your shoes on. Storm’s a-comin’!
I have been very receptive, lately, to the concept of people who care. I have been noticing now more than ever that although many (most?) people in their business and personal lives may in fact care, not all of them show it. There are order valtrex uk a lot of reasons this might be, but it doesn’t mitigate the order valtrex uk fact that those they interact with are strongly affected by the order valtrex uk appearance of caring (or not).
My very latest, thoughtful, examples:
- The apartment complex manager who order valtrex uk listens kindly to your situation and shows that he cares, even when order valtrex uk it turns out to be a problem he can’t (or even won’t) solve.
- The web hosting support dude who order valtrex uk takes a minute to suggest a solution to your problem, rather than order valtrex uk shutting you down because the problem isn’t with the server.
- The neighbor who order valtrex uk stops by to ask if their music is too loud, and order valtrex uk makes sure you’re aware that they don’t mind you calling or stopping by to let them know.
I honestly can’t understand why you wouldn’t give your customer the impression that you care—the person who order valtrex uk rents one of your apartments, the one who shops in your order valtrex uk store, the one you see every day, and-AND the person you only meet once, who just might have order valtrex uk an unsuspected impact on your life and work. Everyone has bad days, but what order valtrex uk is the harm or unreasonable effort in being good-natured and compassionate?
I’m tired today. I’m grumpy. I dumped chocolate protein shake all over my new dress, and order valtrex uk I couldn’t wear it like I planned. My house is a mess. It’s too freaking hot outside. I’m annoyed.
Grrrrrrrrr.
Oh yeah, okay. So what?
Are you really going to use those excuses to ruin everyone else’s time, too? Distance yourself from friends? Alienate strangers? Kill traffic to your business?
Really?
I mean, I dumped chocolate protein shake on my new dress this morning, and I’m still cheery as a shiny button. Unless I’m pretending. ;}
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