 how things are handled, etc.
i freaking bawled my damn eyes out through half the flipping episode. this guy was so unbelievably awesome.
he appreciated the employees who worked there.
he wanted to get to know them as people. he wanted to hear their struggles, or why they worked there.. what else they were doing.. about their families.. their dreams, etc.
he wanted to hear what they had to say about working for sevie... the good and the bad. and he wanted to make changes if what he heard wasn't okay with him. one of the employees told him that he felt there was no growth there for him. and the ceo didn't like that.... he wanted to foster an environment for growth.
he was surprised at how hard everyone worked. or how hard and busy the work was from all aspects of the company.
and he told the employees that they did a good job. that they worked hard.
and after he revealed himself as the CEO of the stores, he freaking rewarded some of them with amazing things like their own franchise... an opportunity to manage a chain of stores... a foundation in one of his employee's name!!! how awesome is that?!?! and who the hell does that kind of thing anymore?!?
THAT is the type of person who should be running large coporations. that freaking guy almost inspired me to want to work for seven fucking eleven. but really, i think that's what we all want as human beings. to be appreciated for the jobs we do.. and be treated well for doing them. we all have a story to tell. it's nice when your boss is the one who WANTS to do the listening.
i know a lot of people who could take a lesson (or 50) from joe depinto.
i just have to post how fucking awesome i feel.
a HUGE weight has been lifted off my shoulders. it's too bad that the weight had to be lifted off for me. i wish i would have had the strength and courage to lift it off myself.
but that doesn't really matter. it still happened and i couldn't be happier.
i firmly believe that things have a way of working out. events in your life lead to other events.. and sometimes things that seem bad from the outside, are truly blessings in disguise. it's funny what type of things completely freak out other people for you, when they don't freak you out.
i know i'm being vague. just know that my life is changing.
and i feel so good. and so solid. and although i have no idea what is coming next or what the hell i'm going to do.....
i just know that this is the right thing. the best thing. and i can't wait for my next adventure!!!!
one of my closest friends in real life becky (who also happens to have a blog), sent me an email yesterday imploring me to read this post. she told me i HAD to read it. HAD TOO. MUST. that it was the best post she'd ever read, hands down. i would probably die a thousand deaths if i didn't read it. or at least get crabs or something.
when i saw the title of the post (nella-cordella-birth-story) in the link she sent me, i actually hesitated to click on it. i thought, "oh lord becky.. what the hell is going to so special about this post?!?!" cause you see, becky loves stuff like that. she's a nice girl. she loves mommy stuff. she loves reading other mom's super personal experiences like that. she'd probably read strangers birth stories all day if she could. but me? i'm not a super mushy girly girl who likes to read about other women's birth stories. especially if i don't know them. it's not that i don't care.... i'm just not into stuff like that. i don't know. i'd rather read about someone picking out their new puppy. i know, i know, i'm a heartless bitch.
after a little bit, i finally clicked on the link. right away i was captivated by the nella fantasia poem she posted. i loved it. so i kept reading. and she got my attention immediately with her first damn sentence. and i kept reading. all the way to the end. where i noticed that there were 1948 comments. good lord.
anyway, this post. becky was right. it was one of the best blog posts i've ever read in my life. it was honest. and we all know how much i appreciate honesty- even when it's not popular. even when you think people will judge you and look at you with horrified eyes for saying what we all most likely would be thinking and feeling. i appreciate it when someone says out loud the things people don't want to say.... or admit. and she did that. she was emotionally honest. and it was a beautiful thing to read.
and then there were her pictures!!!. i sat there looking at her thinking how stunning she looked. and then i thought to myself, "hell if i ever have another kid, i'm totally going to get my freaking makeup airbrushed for birth so i look perfect in all my pics." ha but really... i'd never read her blog before and i found myself just staring at her thinking of how gorgeous she truly was. and how inspiring her post was. and how she went through this transformation and she wrote it so well and shared it will all of us.... and how lucky we all were to be able to read it. so thank you becks, for sharing that link with me. because i definitely wouldn't have read it otherwise i don't think.
the other thing that stuck out at me, which i'm sure most people probably didn't even notice (or maybe they did). it's weird what stands out to me in other people's posts. the details. the little things. she briefly mentioned a book. a million miles in a thousand years by donald miller. she said she read it and was inspired.
i like being inspired.
i like reading things that inspire me.
so i think i'll get this book. and i think i'll grab a copy for my friends who are moving back to LA (lucky son's of bitches) and starting a new adventure.
has anyone else read it or heard of it?
and oh yeah, go read that birth story. you know, if you're into that sort of thing.
we are clear to land, over.
the craziness from yesterday is all okay!!!!! my friend's future mother in law said she would have the party at her house. she is my saving freaking grace i tell you. saving.grace.
so now i don't have to worry about any ugly house debacles and i just have to worry about planning! which i really love to do and think is super fun, but also super hard when you have NO spare time (it feels like) to do anything. finding time to get shit done is hard.
anyone have any super cute (yet easy and non wallet breaking) clever ideas for bridal shower favors for the guests? i've seen millions and like a few.. but you guys always have creative ideas that you pulled from wherever the hell you pulled them from. and great website suggestions (like yesterday andie, thank you).
i have been working a lot behind the scenes on something i'm hoping will take off in the near future. i've also been watching this freaking video (i've been watching bits of it over the last 4 days and i'm still not finished- it's in 2 parts) about the mayan calendar. this guy breaks it down so simply, it's super interesting. i've really loved that he said that our mind is not who we are. our mind is a TOOL. and it's designed to protect itself and always be right. which is why our mind fights our soulful intuition so much.. our mind deals with reasons- and our intuition doesn't always have a reason, you know? it's hard to trust our gut and go with that feeling, because our mind will talk us out of it. it will put fear and doubt into us and make us question everything. i already believe all of this stuff, but it's still neat to hear it put in different ways that just make more and more sense to me.
okay.. enough scaring y'all for one day.
i have to throw a bridal shower for my good friend who is getting married to one of boyfriend's best friends. with me so far?
that part is fine. the throwing of the bridal shower. but i immediately started freaking out because where the fuck was i supposed to have this shower at??? you see, the ugly house is... well.. it's ugly.
and i'm embarassed to have people over at my house when i'm not proud of how it looks. there's a reason we haven't had a housewarming party yet. yes, we've lived there 2 years already. shut it. i'm just not ready to entertain in it. the carpets are ruined. there is dog hair everywhere.. and on everything. the kitchen constantly looks awful because of the way the countertops are tiled. i could clean them with a freaking toothbrush and bleach and they'd still look dirty. it's just old. and it looks it. the fact that people are coming over in the daylight when they can see out of my windows and into my backyard almost makes me want to throw up.
but i don't have a choice. i have to throw this party for a bunch of people i don't know.. in my home. and i'm hating everything about that. have i