I drove to Dunkin’ and to the UPS Store to see how I could handle the steering wheel and gear shift. It was okay.
Obviously, I’m still sore from the surgery, but there’s no more tingling in my right hand. So Dr. Quitkin must’ve successfully released the carpal tunnel.
Still no word from the nurse. And it’s been the full 24 hours since I emailed you know who, so I’m reasonably certain I won’t be hearing back from him, either.
I’m trying not to take it personally.
The nurse is one thing. Nurses, pretty much by definition, deal with emergencies and more pressing matters all day. I get that.
But I can’t help feeling like, when someone (who is not a medical professional) doesn’t respond to your email, it is kind of personal.
To me, it communicates the message: You’re not important enough for me to get back to in a timely fashion. Or at all.
I suppose, though, someone at his level may get hundreds of emails a day. I don’t know.
But I do know, for every one job opening, there are often hundreds, and sometimes even thousands, of applicants, depending on the awesomeness of the job. I competed sometimes with thousands of other applicants for remote writer openings.
Rogue Ramms, although they didn’t ultimately select me, chose me and seven other people out of 1,800 applicants to interview for their content writer position. This is a point of pride for me, and I am not afraid nor will I hesitate to brag about it.
“Wow, I’m special!” I laughed.
“Well, really, you are,” they said.
So anyway, maybe email is just not a good way to get in touch with this particular person.
If I’m being completely real with you, and I might as well be, my dears, I do have a tendency sometimes to rush to judgment about certain things.
But, importantly, it is an initial reaction. Give me time to think about almost any issue and I will consider it from another angle.
It is vital to me to be fair. If I’m not being fair, I very likely realize it and am probably in a bad mood.
There are certain things I really can’t bend on. Like equal rights, coexistence, child safety, and disease prevention.
And if I lose some of my followers because I’ve indicated my beliefs, it is what it is.
I know I say I don’t do politics, but I needed some good examples of things I’m not flexible about.
But, for instance, I used to hate Britney Spears. I thought she was the root of all evil and represented everything I was against. There was nothing anyone could say to convince me otherwise.
It took me a while, but I finally came to realize how victimized she was in what was supposed to be her heyday. She is really just a person who was used and skewered by the media at a young age. It’s pretty gross, what happened to her.
No, I haven’t read the biography.
And yes, motherhood has changed me a lot.
I guess what I’m saying is, I like to think I’m a reasonable and fair person, after my judgment muscle fires.
Whenever possible, I try to see things from the other person’s perspective. But that usually doesn’t happen right away. The Britney Spears example is an extreme one. It took many years, decades, and a great deal of growing up for me to arrive at those conclusions.
The littler things, like email infractions, don’t take me as long.
Thank goodness.