Presently, my “day” job is rental applications coordinator for a real estate company.
I work in a chill office environment with two other ladies and we do our thing and get on. We enjoy an easygoing and professional workspace – not interested in drama, no thank you.
I spend a lot of time talking to people, and it makes me realize how many words people say that are so unnecessary. Holy crap. So. Unnecessary.
It’s really made me aware of only saying the words that need to be said. This translates to all areas of my life.
It’s also made me aware of how unaware people are of the words coming out of their mouths. People will say the stupidest shit in their quest for…what…a connection? Confidence? To sound knowledgeable?
Do they feel like if they keep me on the phone with endless chatter and trivial stories of the last landlord they had will somehow make their application stand out?
Do they honestly think that the person answering and making the phone calls is the person who decides who gets accepted and who doesn’t? It’s not, in case there were doubts. My job is to get the paperwork together and do the background and credit checks. It could all be done online, but the company I work for appreciates the value of having a human actually interact with the applicants.
As a no-muss-no-fuss kinda woman, this verbal vomit kills me. I’m not interested in random idiot chit-chat filling my ears thanks, because I’m just not. Especially when they say things that make no sense and use a lot of words to say them.
To be fair, I have noticed people get verbal diarrhea when they are uncertain, or not feeling very confident in what they are saying. It’s a common occurrence, often it’s a character trait portrayed as cute and quirky on t.v or in the movies. I find it neither. Obviously, I find it annoying as crap. But I make the effort to be patient, and to help them achieve their desired goal whether it’s a viewing or the link to the application. It’s my job.
Life is hard enough without me acting like a dick, and big picture me realizes these people don’t deserve my judgment. I know that how I feel is my problem, not theirs and they do not deserve my self-righteous communication B.S.
Housing is an emotional issue, and my being a judgmental a-hole to people who are nervous anyway will not help anyone with anything.
In fact, it only slows down the process and creates more noise and crappy energy, thereby creating more of what I do not like.
Oh look, another level of the “what you resist persists” sentiment.
When I look at the things that are important to me (the bigger picture) I see that my desire to be of service to people through words and communication extends beyond just writing about it, to being able to do that on a daily basis in the way I communicate with people.
All people, in every part of my day. Being able to bring positivity and help make things run more smoothly for people, having a short pleasant exchange that uplifts and empowers us both is something I consider an act of service. And it is way more important to me than whether or not I find their way of communicating irritating. Seriously, who am I to pass judgment on the way someone communicates? At least they are communicating!
This is what keeps me continually looking for the request in their words. Listening with my heart and not just my ego. I find it’s good practice to be compassionate with people and understand what they need. And you never feel bad for being kind.
It is amusing to this version of me, how much this would have driven former versions of myself crazy. And now it does not. Oh, the joy of living longer and having all this wisdom and perspective.
But seriously, I think there is way too much fear and hate out there, and all anyone really wants is someone to be nice to them if only for a moment, and I’d rather be the one being nice, than the one waiting for people to be nice to me.
As the saying goes:
“The world is full of nice people, and if you can’t find one, be one.” It’s true though.
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