Human = Vulnerability

I envy people that wear their hearts on their sleeves. I mean, not the types that bawl at the drop of a hat, but rather those that are not afraid to show their feelings.

I recall when I worked at Dell Computers, I had a boss that was a really nice person. So nice in fact, that you never saw any other side of her. Everything was so wonderful, allllll the time. I worked in customer service, and when there was a customer that was insanely pissed off - she would speak to them since she was the manager. Each time she spoke to them, she killed them with kindness. She would speak to our team in meetings with a happy face. I never believed it though. I felt as though she was over-compensating for how she really felt. I mean, you can only be called an effing bitch so many times before you get angry and feel the need to vent.

Not her.

A year or so later, she got pregnant. All that shit went out the window. She turned into a stereotypical hormonal woman.

It was fantastic; she was human.

I had to step up and take all of the escalation-type calls. She couldn't do it. She was a mess. I gained a ton of respect for her after that.

I can usually remember the first time I have seen a friend cry. I recall the subject matter, where we were, etc. I am so envious of them for being able to express themselves without any apology.

I'm getting better with age, but I still have issues with showing my emotions. I think that is why it's so important to me to see that from others. Who knows.

This has just been something that's been on my mind lately so I thought I would put it down on paper - or online. Same thing :)