My Foundation

I decided to start at the beginning considering someone outside the normal group of people who read my notes might actually find this. Hopefully duplication doesn't bore some of you too much. I currently own a tobacco shop w/a drive thru window. I have been in this business for almost 16 years and often feel like I have seen it all. Unfortunately I'm reminded almost on a daily basis that I have not. I believe I should be rewarded some sort of psychological degree for counseling/helping hundreds of people each day for as long as I can remember. Basically I love 95% of my customers and tolerate 5%. I someday desire to achieve a 100% people I love rating(PILR). The intense desire to make everyone happy has always been a stong trait, but I am quickly learning it to be a fallacy. While I know in my heart I am doing the right thing. I have a hard time being the one who eventually suffers based on my actions. I am very blessed to have two wonderful parents who gave me what I feel is a perfect genetic make-up. However my ability, or lack thereof to keep it polished has led to what I feel is a frayed wire in the brainwaves. I feel the connection between my heart and my brain is definitely not without major kinks. I'll always keep working on building that connection, I just need to find a different method of survival. That is where my writing will come in. I ask the world to allow me to rant and I believe all will be strong again.