The thing about a people-based profession is, frequently, the people.
Most people have coworkers. Coworkers and clients, perhaps.
I have coworkers, kids (150-200 per year), kids’ parents (you do the math), sometimes kids’ social workers, therapists and/or juvie officers.
And that’s when I’m not dealing with kids’ pastors.
“Dear English Teacher,” went the email, “I am writing to express how truly disappointed I am that you are choosing to teach The Scarlett Letter in your classes. It is a morally corrupt book that encourages adultery and other depraved behavior. I must request that Little Suzie be given an alternative assignment.”
“Dear Pastor,” I responded. “I am writing to express that due to the First Amendment pastors don’t get an extra say in public schools. In addition, to communicate with you, a non-legal guardian of Little Suzie would be morally corrupt (not to mention illegal) and encourage more inappropriate emails and other depraved behavior. I must request that if you have concerns, you voice them to Little Suzie’s parents.”
Ok. The second part is a lie. I didn’t send that response. Primarily, because I don’t teach English and that particular email was not sent to me. It was sent to a friend of mine, who then vented to me. Once I had finished wiping my eyes from laughter, I offered up the best advice I could. Don’t take it personally. With the daily amount of human interactions we have, a little insanity is inevitable.
Plus, it makes the flowers grow.
So, for all of you dealing with a rough week/month/crazy person, hit “play,” kick back, relax and remember…
You’re a dainty little flower.