Back to the Real World, Already in Progress

You know, being pleasant isn’t really all that difficult at all, it’s really easy. Although being from New York City and being a former fleet cab driver from the 70’s I find myself with what might be a year’s worth of acerbic verbosity, and might I add funny verbosity, but the usual venue is rapidly disappearing. That venue being wherever I happen to have my mouth parked and in gear at the moment.
Now don’t get me wrong here, I’m not bouncing about with a beatific smile on my face at all times, a veritable sunbeam for Zoroaster blessing the multitudes and wishing them peace, prosperity and all the joy they can handle. Nope, not quite.
I’ve been to work for three days this week; I garnered a decent annual review, despite all the hoopla of cancer, bone cysts and full hip replacements. My managers, team leads, and peers treated me like returning employee recovering from an illness not like some Gollum who slid under the door bound and determined to die at his cubicle and today I wrote them a thank you note for note only their compassion, which is evident, but for the professional comportment. Later, throughout the day we worked and talked and on occasion I was asked about how I was feeling and what my treatment was like. In other words, I was a member of an IT support team again and we we’re looking forward on assorted projects designed to hopefully make our clients work day easier.
To end the day I had to return to what had been our parent company to address a Microsoft Access issue for a client. Well, the old site is now in lock down and one must be escorted to from point A to point B, employee badges be damned. After briefly talking with the security guard and in failing to contact the party I was to meet we had fun filling out forms and she escorted me herself to my designated appointment. Talk about nice. It was just a genuine effort on her part to be of service. And to think, all I did was not scowl or mutter some comment about these goddam anal retentive rule freaks.
This might not be the easiest event of my life, but it’s been a real eye-opener and myth killer so far.
Later, into the future.