Whistle while you work. Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
A little sleep, a little rest, a little folding of the hands to rest,and being poor will come upon you like a robber.
These are just a few of the messages we are given about work, even set to music! Today I’m over at David Rupert’s Red Letter Believers sharing what I learned from my first few jobs. Not all of it is pretty! To read A boss who actually cared, click here.
What lessons did you learn from your early jobs?
Amy…thanks for sharing your story. I’ll have about 20 throughout the month, but I really love your
kindness, patience, selflessness and how to hold my bladder for endless hours!
Ah yes, holding the bladder!
In highschool, I was a janitor at my church and I remember actually having a special brush to sweep up the “white fuzzies” around pews where the vacuum couldn’t reach. At first I HATED it! But, when we were all done and we looked at the truly clean auditorium, I had that fullness of feeling that only comes when you KNOW you did a job well. Since then, I’ve realized that a little “white fuzzy” cleaning is always worth it.
That’s a great lesson! “White fuzzies” — and that sense of a job well done!
To do the very best at whatever ‘job’ you were assigned to take care of. Sometimes those jobs helped you more than the bigger ones. One I definitely remember was sewing on a suit button for a stockholder at our annual meeting. Many remembered that and it sure didn’t hurt. So many were impressed that I knew how to sew. In fact, many many years later I did the same for a boss of mine. She was definitely impressed as I don’t think she knew the slightest thing about sewing! And whatever you are assigned, smile!