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Random Thoughts...or...What's on Your Mind?

Had a customer in the store, late teenager or early twenties and the entire conversation he kept replying "Yes sir", "No sir".
While that is polite, I kept thinking to myself, "I'm not a 'Sir'. When did I become old enough to be a 'Sir'."
While in retail I addressed all male customers as "Sir," be they young men, my age (20s to 30s) all the way up. I still address cashier's as "sir" or "Mam/Miss" to be polite. In my opinion, and what I model to my children, these people put up with such high levels of BS from customers that a small token of politeness and respect is meant to help their day be a little better.
 
I need to clam down as some people make me angry.
I see this a lot in my work. Anger is something I struggle with regularly and it sucks. :(

I find myself looking towards Stoic quotes at times like these and sharing with clients:
Keep this thought handy when you feel a fit of rage coming on—it isn’t manly to be enraged. Rather, gentleness and civility are more human, and therefore manlier. A real man doesn’t give way to anger and discontent, and such a person has strength, courage, and endurance—unlike the angry and complaining. The nearer a man comes to a calm mind, the closer he is to strength.” – Marcus Aurelius
 
While in retail I addressed all male customers as "Sir," be they young men, my age (20s to 30s) all the way up. I still address cashier's as "sir" or "Mam/Miss" to be polite. In my opinion, and what I model to my children, these people put up with such high levels of BS from customers that a small token of politeness and respect is meant to help their day be a little better.
I do believe there's a bit too much informality these days. I mean, if a pharmacy clerk who's one-third my age calls me by my first name, I'm not going to raise a stink. But maintaining a degree of formal distance with people you don't know helps to grease the wheels of social intercourse, in a manner of speaking.
 
Had to get the big orange wrench out the garage so I could have my morning HEB sparkling water. Every now and then, one bottle apparently gets sent to amusement park to ride the rollercoaster before coming back to the store. The little plastic lid is all bulged out and the only way to open it is with the big wrench .

I love my cheap-ass sparkling water.
 
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