Do you have any idea how long it takes to become a
world-renowned psychiatrist?
Seriously, I didn’t do this over night. Would it
kill my secretary – a spoiled, over-paid grad student – to recognize this fact?
I know, we don’t call them secretaries any more and we can’t ask them to get
our coffee or dry cleaning anymore… damn women’s lib… but can’t we still expect
a little common decency?
Every morning I walk into my office and the first
person I see is the ungrateful union-entitled brat I call Ms. G. “Good
morning,” I offer, as an offering of peace… no wait, basic manners. And every
day she responds with, “hmpff.”
My hippie-crazed parents taught me very little,
but they did teach the value of respect. No matter what your lot in life, learn
to say “Good morning,” and I guarantee you go a lot further than the guy who
didn’t.
Dr. Em
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