Friday, December 26 - I'm Not Your Mother/Saving Me From Myself

After visiting our supply room earlier this week and seeing it in such disarray I grabbed my camera out of my purse and went back to take pictures. When I returned to the office I was voicing my frustration with the fact that the staff - who have unlimited access to the supply room - could not leave it in the condition that they found it. Empty boxes and wrappers adorned the counters and floor, while stacks of construction paper that had been neatly sorted according to color were now rainbow piles. It may sound like I have a touch of OCD, but I can assure you that I do not. But I do believe that you shouldn't just leave your garbage laying around. Especially if there's a garbage can within tossing distance. So I took some pictures and high-tailed it back to the office.

What I was going to do was write an e-mail to the staff and basically tell them that 1) I am not their mother and will not clean up after them, and 2) she called and doesn't like the way they left the supply room. And, of course, the pictures would accompany that e-mail (and possibly make their way onto this blog).

But here is what happened. Fortunately, there was a teacher in the office when I was telling the secretary what I was going to do and I am very greatful for what he said to me. He told me to do myself a favor and type up the e-mail if it made me feel better, but to send it only to him. He knew that he didn't make the mess, but that I might be alienating some of the staff by what I might have to say. He didn't tell me that I didn't have the right to feel the way I was feeling, in fact, he was very sympathetic.

I have to say that he totally caught me off guard. So much so, that I had to laugh at myself for getting so frustrated to begin with. Did I send the e-mail? No. And I know it was for the better.

One of my favorite sayings is "There's nothing wrong with thinking and talking as long as they're done in that order." Well, I think in this instance I would change that up to "There's nothing wrong with thinking and writing as long as you do it in that order....... and whatever you do, don't press send until you've had a chance to laugh."


Queen Bee said...

This is a great story. You need to laugh about things like this or you'll never make it through.

Heinous said...

But rainbows are so nice...

Good thinking on the email by the way. Always try to laugh first :)

Vodka Mom said...

I am so the same way. I need to THINK before I act. IT'S too damn hard!!!


dana wyzard said...

But why can't WE see it?? huh? HUH? Come on you OCD mama. Put 'em on your blog.

My boss used to ORDER me to make sure that everything on his desk was EXACTLY 1/4" from the edge. He even got out his RULER to check.

Boss: nuts
Me: quit after 10 years and one near miss on a heart attack.