I work at a law firm where I help people apply for social security disability. super easy, super boring, but also super interesting. sometimes i get the crazies that call in, those are fun. thank goodness i'm somewhat entertained by them, otherwise being on the phone for 8 hours a day would probably kill me.
I'll leave you with this goody:
one of my co-workers thought through the whole phone call that she was talking to a woman. when she asked what their maiden name was the man responded,
"You think I'm a woman?! No! I'm a MALE! and he spells it out, M-A-Y-L!"
i love people.
this is just a taste, but it's the little things like this that make me laugh and brighten my day.
On a more serious note:
I am SO grateful that i have the ability to work and to keep a job. I'm grateful that I have a perfectly working and able body, that i might take for granted sometimes. I know in this day and age most people hate their bodies if they're not a size two. But just think about the people who are crippled, can't walk, are in constant pain, and are unable to work because of it. Also, I'm grateful that I am mentally stable. the stories that i hear from people who are schizophrenic are horrifying. I would hate living in constant fear that someone was out to get me, or that demons would come out every night. my heart literally aches for all these people. Last, I'm grateful for this job, to remind me that I should be so grateful for the body and mind that God has blessed me with, and all that I am able to do. So the next time I want to complain about my weight or something lame like that, I think about those people who would give anything to have my able and working body.
