I suppose that's one way to get my
attention!
I received a piece of mail yesterday, a
piece of mail that made my coworkers either laugh out loud or walk
around shaking their heads in disbelief. I know who sent it; I know
that the way it was addressed means nothing except as a joke (and way
of buttering me up to help them out with something I'm always glad to
help with), but still, it was neat.
Who wouldn't want a piece of mail
addressed to them this way?
I know; you're probably laughing along
with my co-workers right now. I am, too. But still...who wouldn't
want their day made by having someone address them this way?
Seriously—even if you're in the worst mood of all time, or are just
staring at your office wall dreading the next eight hours of your
life, a piece of mail like that will make your day.
The fact that it arrived yesterday, one
of the rare recent sunny days in Marquette, made it even better.
I would probably be the last person on
Earth to attach the word “Great” to my name. After all, I have
to life with myself each and every day, and I know just how lacking
in greatness I can be. Mediocre? Sure? Slightly below or on the
rare occasion approaching average? No problem. But I know I'll
never, ever have a shot at greatness. I'm okay with that. After
all, I try to live a life grounded in reality, and I know what I
know, especially about myself. That's why it's nice that someone
wrote that on an envelope, even as a joke.
Think of it as a participation trophy
for life.
So thanks, Liz, for the mail. I
appreciate the sentiment, and like my coworkers got a laugh out of
it. And I'd be happy to help you out no matter how you addressed the
envelope.
Even if it was addressed to “The
Mediocre Jim Koski”.
8-)
(jim@wmqt.com)
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