Hmm.
First of all, as usual, I'm proud of you for taking greater steps every day towards being who you want to be. I say it a lot, but I don't know if I can say it enough.
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Originally Posted by Gilda
How did I get to be 30 and not know how stuff like this works? This is the kind of stuff thats just supposed to come through osmosis as you grow up.
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I like that. I have the same problem sometimes; it's easy to forget that not everyone knows the things that everyone is 'supposed' to know. After all,
everyone knows how to use the drive-through at the bank, just like
everyone knows how to make an omlette (I don't) or
everyone knows how to write a thesis (my best friend Steve doesn't).
Remember my most recent journal entry? Everybody has their strengths and talents. I constantly bemoan my inability to cook. I can tear down a smallblock or rebuild a PC; I can take apart nearly anything mechanical, put it back together, figure out how it works. But in the kitchen I burn water.
I suppose I have two points. The first is that common sense, isn't. There's no shame in not knowing something that everyone is meant to know. At least you can learn this; depsite the attempts of my mother, several exes, both of my sisters and a former boss, I still can't cook to save my life. It's a common joke among the family that when Brad goes grocery shopping, he only buys food with the instructions on the side of the box.
My second point is that you shouldn't feel ashamed for lacking mechanical aptitude. I take pride in my abilities; I like knowing that I can identify near any make or model of car on the road and that if something goes wrong I can fix it. I like knowing that if my car goes to a garage to get fixed, it's usually out of convenience rather than necessity, excepting the instances where I don't have access to the necessary tools to fix it myself. I don't hold it against anyone who can't do those things, just like I don't get impatient with people who are trying to learn something new. And I don't hold people who do in very high regard at all. I would contend that you shouldn't either.
If it makes you feel better, we can try to see that guy's perspective. People like that are rarely truly angry at the individual they're shouting at; the anger is displaced from somewhere else. Maybe he has a shitty job and would rather be yelling at his boss. Maybe his wife is leaving him. Maybe he's middle aged and doesn't have a wife; maybe he's just lonely. The point is, whatever he's pissed off about it's not really you. You're just the outlet and as hard as it is, you're best to try not to take it personally. Odds are, it's not.
Grace and Sissy laughed. I got a chuckle out of your retelling too. It's not that we're laughing at you, at least not due to any perceived ineptitude. It's more the absurdity of the situation. Here's poor Gilda who only wants to deposit her pay cheques and she has all these misadventures. Gilda, who finally manages to conquer the bank drive-through after much struggle, only to be told that she should've gone inside in the first place. It's an amusing anecdote.
I'm almost done, I promise. I'm always so bloody long-winded when addressing these posts of yours. In any case, I do want to point out as well that there's nothing wrong with preferring a teller. There's a reason they have both options available, after all. Some people prefer the convenience of the drive through, others would rather deal with a person face to face. I don't make my deposits through the ATM's either; it's not that I can't or don't know how, I'd just rather see a person and do it that way. Judging by the line ups in my bank, there's quite a few people who feel the same way.
I'd look at it this way; now you can say that if the need arises, you know how to use the drive-through. It's no longer a situation where you can't do something; it's now become a situation where you prefer not to. You have a new option available to you and new knowledge at your disposal, which ultimately gives you more control in how you live your life. I don't think anyone would claim this is a bad thing.
And finally, I have only one question. The gearhead in me has to ask : what's the shiny new musclecar?