Tonight it was confirmed to me. No matter how much I try to look for the good and sweep the bad under the rug, my job is still fundamentally wrong for me.
It shouldn't drive me crazy to get a call from a drunk woman who wants to know if we "split up families or let them stay together?". She was not seeking shelter, she just saw one of our donation boxs at Kroger and there was a picture of a woman with both a male and female child. She wanted to know if she needed to "take some legal action if we're lying". She wouldn't shut up and she was so rude to me. I hate it when people disrespect me. Especially working here, I feel this need to rear back at them. I can't do that; I'd be putting the organization's reputation at stake.
It shouldn't drive me crazy when women call and I can't understand them through their sobbing. I shouldn't tell them, "ma'am, you need to calm down so I can get some information from you. I can't help you unless you calm down." Nobody likes being told to calm down. I know I hate it. If I'm upset, I'm going to take my fit and to hell with anyone trying to prevent that.
It shouldn't drive me crazy when a new client shows up at the shelter door.
...or when a client approaches the desk
...or when they ask for their medicine
...or when they ask for my help at all
But it does drive me crazy.
Well the thing is you tried... you gave it a shot and you realized the job isn't for you... There's nothing wrong with that...
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