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#202594 10/08/06 03:50 PM
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October 8, 2006
The Funny Pages | True-Life Tales
Death, Etc.
By WENDY SPERO

The guy at Mail Boxes, Etc. had owned the place for 10 years and was a very angry individual. You would walk in the door, the little bell would ring and he would roll his eyes and emit a thunderous "Ugh."

He would typically be on the phone screaming at his cellphone provider, stabbing his ergonomic mouse pad with a letter opener. Or else he would be admonishing his bony teenage assistant for being the dumbest person to have ever worked at a Mail Boxes, Etc.

"Why are you ringing up those Post-its one by one? I told you not to do that, idiot. I've never worked with someone so retarded."

There would usually be a customer standing in shock, or storming out.

I went into his store at least once a week to use the fax machine. I work from home, and I don't have the mental capacity to set up a home fax machine, and I don't go to the FedEx Kinko's a mile away because I'm in Los Angeles, and I recently moved from Brooklyn, and I've yet to learn how to drive.

So last week I dragged myself to the store to get a form notarized. I had seen a sign on the door that said, "Notary comes every day from 10 a.m.- 4 p.m."

After I walked through the door and the bell went off and the guy said, "Ugh," I asked, "Um, so, you guys have a notary?"

"Yes. Can't you read the sign?"

"I can. May I have this notarized then?"

"It's 1:45. He's back after 2. It's the lunch hour."

I walked out the door, spent 25 minutes pacing around the small strip mall and returned at 2:10 p.m.

"Is the notary back?" I asked.

"What do you need notarized?"

I handed him the pages.

He then picked up a pen, asked me for my ID and ferociously signed on the dotted lines of my paper.

I barged out, and for the rest of the evening all I could do was rant to my friends, ". . .and then it turned out that he was the notary. He was the notary!"

Two days later, I found myself with yet another insurance form to fax. I headed to Mail Boxes, Etc. - but this time I was determined to stand up to the man. I'm the most anxious person I know, and I barely have perspective, and I desperately need to take yoga or get on some form of medication, so what do I know? But I fantasized about telling him that he was creating too many bad vibes and that life was too short to carry around that much anger.

I approached the door alongside a bearded man in his mid-40's holding a large brown box. We noticed that the store was closed. It was 3:30 p.m. How dare the guy close his store early when he's the one so obsessed with time?

Then the bearded man and I simultaneously saw a small yellow Post-it note stuck to the window. In messy, intimidated, boyish handwriting it said:

"The owner of this store died yesterday. There will be a memorial service tomorrow at 3 p.m. at the church down the street. I guess we will not be having normal hours until things get organized. Later." It was signed by the bony assistant.

The bearded man and I stood there, dumbfounded.

"He died - that guy died?" I said.

"Huh," the man replied.

"Jesus. That's so crazy. Horrible."

"God, he was a jerk."

"I know," I said. "Such a jerk."

"But, yes, it is horrible. Yeah."

We stood there for a while. It was as if we were both trying to figure out how we were supposed to feel when a regular background player in your life, a miscellaneous acquaintance, dies. But not someone benign, like the eerily flexible jogger who stretches in front of your window every morning. Someone you actively didn't like very much.

Oh, God, had he been sick? I wondered. If he was sick for a really long time and that's why he was so angry at the world, then, wow, that is the saddest thing ever. But if he was suddenly hit by a massive truck, well, that would be sad, too. But slightly less sad.

Then the man fumbled with his box and said, "FedEx is just a mile down the road."

"Yeah, I know, thanks." But I went home.

When I entered the store the next week and the little bell went off, a tall man with a small round head was busy collating behind the counter.

He smiled and purred, "Let me know if I can help you with anything."

I know I should have felt calm and welcome, but I didn't. Instead I thought: He wouldn't have wanted you to treat people this way. It was his store. Ten years. Have some damn respect.

Wendy Spero is the author of "Microthrills: True Stories from a Life of Small Highs."

#202595 10/09/06 12:25 AM
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True story: A few years ago, I told both my special accounts manager and my accountant that I wanted to buy a new car and I wanted to spend less time working and more time travelling. They both told me that I was positioned well enough and that I should do what I wanted to do, because life is short and I am lucky to be able to do such things.

I came home from a trip three years ago, to find that my accountant had died of a sudden heart attack while I was gone. As for my banker, he was no longer in charge of my account and I believed he had been transferred or changed positions of his own accord. But as these things happen, a lifelong friend of mine has moved into his position. I told her that I was wondering where Terry (the banker) had been transferred. She said "Oh S, didn't you know? I'm so sorry to tell you. Terry died of cancer. He suffered for a long time." He was such a nice man, they both were. I still tear up to think of it.

I guess I'll never know whether Terry or Bob knew that they were sick when they gave me their advice. And then, last year, I almost died from a sudden illness.

We should all try to remember to find the balance. Don't wait for tomorrow to follow your dreams, as it may never come. More importantly, there's even more to be gained from being pleasant to be around while we are still here.


A fish and a bird can fall in love, but where will they build their nest?

#202596 10/09/06 09:30 AM
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Great advice. I need to heed it more often.


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#202597 10/09/06 10:03 AM
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I agree Otter - we all need to heed it.


It's never too late to have a happy childhood!
#202598 10/09/06 10:32 AM
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Seashell, your last paragraph is so true, more so than most have yet to learn.

Glad to say I'm on the journey now to follow new dreams.


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#202599 10/09/06 01:13 PM
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I'm so glad to hear you say that you are back on track, Chloe. You've had a very hard time of it.

Me, I'm still struggling a bit with the last sentence in my post. wink

Not to mention, that I kinda lost my balance. I had so much fun while working less and travelling more, that now I have had to go back to working more to be able to continue to follow my travel plans. Oh well, it's all worth it.


A fish and a bird can fall in love, but where will they build their nest?

#202600 10/09/06 01:23 PM
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HMMMMMMM...pleasant to be around? You are working on that?? I doubt you need much improvement, truly. Just be your authentic self.


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#202601 10/09/06 11:57 PM
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Chloe, what a very kind thing to say. Thank you.


A fish and a bird can fall in love, but where will they build their nest?

#202602 10/10/06 05:43 AM
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Having knocked on heaven's door at least 4 or 5 times myself I can attest to changing the ways I do things... also making outlandish promises to God at the last minutes also helps. eek

#202603 10/10/06 08:09 AM
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God wired our bodies to obtain joy by being kind to others,unfortunatly,as we read in the above story,this works both ways.1 COR 13:8 says "Love never fails".I'm sure most of us know someone who looks for the best in every person--those type of people are happy most of the time.We reap what we sow in life and sowing happiness is very rewarding.


People don't care how much you know until they know how much you care
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