“Success consists of getting up just one more time than you fall.”
I love this quote and have some real life experience in knowing that it’s true.
Way back when I was younger, I believe around 10, a family friend took my two brothers and I down to a local swimming hole. Of course, it being local, a lot of high schoolers were hanging around and doing front flips and back flips…well, a lot of cool flips and twists and dives. My brothers, both being more coordinated than I am, were able to copy these moves and were diving in no time. I, on the other hand, stunk. But I really wanted to do one cool thing-a shallow front dive. Our family friend showed me how to do it numerous times.
We were there for 5 hours. I know this because for four and a half hours, I did belly flop after belly flop. My stomach was bright red from the sheer amount of belly flops. I was sore and my muscles were aching. Yet, after every single belly flop, I’d pull myself back up onto the rock and go over in my head one more time what I needed to do. I’d ask the family friend what I needed to correct and watch one of the high school kids do another fancy back twist or whatever. And I’d try it again.
My brothers kept asking me if I just wanted to quit and go home-they were tired after being in the water for so long but I told them I just really wanted to try “one more time” and I think the family friend recognized my stubbornness-I wasn’t leaving until I did one. Part of it was stubbornness and part of it was the fact that my younger brothers could do it but I couldn’t. And then, the stars and moons aligned or my body was just sick of getting hurt or I positioned myself just right or something because after all my times of belly flops, I did a perfect shallow dive. I came up to everyone cheering for me—apparently I’d been watched after so many times of trying this out. I was so excited and proud (and sore, don’t forget that!) and knew that I was awesome.
How does this apply to other areas of my life? I’ve “failed” budgeting many times but I seem to be on a roll right now and am glad that I tried it “one more time”. I’ve failed at my finances but have picked myself back up (for the last time I hope!) and seem to be doing fine.
I try to keep in mind that it doesn’t matter that I failed before-yes it sucks but I’m going to fix it. The stars and moon will align and I’ll have that moment.
This weekend I had the joy of shopping in Wal-Mart. Not a really unusual experience as this is where I end up most of the time. However, this time I was buying two movies (with my personal money) and had looked at the cost the day before so I knew how much they should be. Imagine my surprise to see one of them $5 cheaper! So I grab the movies and head to the counter along with the few other things we had stopped in to buy (charcoal mainly as they were running a sale). She rings everything up…and its $5 more than I expected. I politely question the movie that was marked as full price on the little price thing and she rings for a CSM. 5 minutes go by, a line is building up behind me and there is no CSM on the way. I just handed her the money as I *hate* when a line is building up behind me and stalked out of there. (Okay stalk is a harsh word as it wasn’t her fault and I recognized this but I stalked out in my mind.)
Could I have returned the movie? Yes but honestly, I went in there thinking it was full price. It was a pleasant surprise to see it marked $5 cheaper and I had the money anyways. It was more the fact that this is the 3rd time this has happened to me in the last 3 months. The first was my Brita Faucet Filter-the advanced models were under the tag for the basic model and were $10 cheaper because of this. I couldn’t find anything that said “advanced” or whatever on the tag and compared the other tag (with the basic models under that tag) to the cheaper one. Couldn’t find a difference and as all the models matched, we thought it was a special sale. It took 15 minutes for the CSM to answer that call and another 5 minutes for her to bring us the “correct” model. So I took the basic model as I didn’t really care about the differences and mainly just did not want to pay an extra $10. She even stated that everything was tagged incorrectly but she was fixing it now. If I hadn’t spent 20 minutes in the store waiting on a response, I might have argued it farther about the fact that the entire shelf was marked and I wanted it for the lesser price.
On the next trip, I found a bag of charcoal for $6.48 which was $2 less than it normally was. We bought two bags (we go through a lot of charcoal in the summer) and got out to the car before I looked at the receipt. It was rung up as $8.48 for both bags. We went back in and the lady was changing the signs to $8.48 and was mentioning to another worker that too many people had caught it and this was the last one. Remembering the fuss from the last time, I decided to take my $4 loss and go away.
Sadly, out of the four grocery stores in the town that I live in, Wal-Mart is the lowest priced and most convenient for us. And it’s only most convenient in the fact that it has everything we want in it so I don’t have to make multiple trips. And I do know that mistakes happen and things get mistagged/priced but I also know that when I was working retail I had to honor certain things. Entire shelf labeled as one price? Signs hung up wrong? Both of these things were to be honored if a customer brought it up and we could clearly see what they were talking about. (If I would have found only the advanced model I was holding under the cheaper tag and everything else was the basic model? I’d have assumed a customer put it in the wrong spot and picked up the basic to begin with. Same with the movie.) It doesn’t exactly matter as I’ll still be there shopping this next weekend but I will still be peeved about it.
Before I go on to today’s post: is anyone able to guest post for me? Work has been incredibly stressful the last two weeks (end of the month and I was the only in my department for the last 3 to 4 days so a lot of things fell on me to do) and I’d love some guest posters. I’m starting to feel a little bit burnt out. Email me at email@example.com if you would like to guest post for me.
As I have been a bit stressed, I’ve decided to share some more pet peeves of mine: (for the original pet peeves, go here)
When I’m changing in the locker room and don’t go use the little changing stall (of which there is only three and I go at lunch time so they are usually full) please don’t glare at me if you bring your 9-year-old son into the locker room where I’m partially undressed. Not my fault! In fact, there is a sign stating that you aren’t supposed to bring older boys into the locker room. I’m now uncomfortable as I have you and your son staring at me but there is nowhere else for me to go.
Speaking of locker rooms, why is it okay for young children to play in them? I mean running from the showers (that are on only because they are playing in them) on the tile floors to the main room, to the bathrooms and all over again—how is that even SAFE? And the mothers who sit there and let that happen are just weird-one even told her daughter to not yell when she was playing. (Okay, the yelling at the top of the lungs was bad so thank you for that but still, you were condoning her playing in a locker room with a slippery floor)
Expecting me to stop what I’m doing this exact minute because you have an *emergency* even though it really isn’t and could wait. The first time I might fall for this but after that, please don’t whine when I put you to the back burner.
When I give you a plan on what to do at work with a situation, you tell me it won’t work, but when the boss tells you your plan won’t work, you then tell them this awesome plan “you” came up with. Honestly I wouldn’t care except you lie a lot and try to make yourself look better.
Having someone tell me the wrong date/time for an event and showing up but it not going on! Then when I call and get told “oh I didn’t tell you the new time? My bad”. I don’t mind as much if they show up too but if I’m alone, it sucks.
Cutting in front of me at the store in order to talk with the cashier. Hey, I was a teenage girl once too but seriously? It’s time to work and not make me miserable. I already hate shopping and you are making me wait even longer. Wait until I am done or your friend/boyfriend learns to multitask.
What are some of your pet peeves?