Georgette and I still have three daughters living at home with us – Mary (20), Christine (17), and Teresa (15). Although Georgette has asked all three of the girls to make their beds every morning, only one has consistently complied with her request. The other two daughters have expressed various reasons (excuses) as to why they can’t seem get the job done every day, such as, “I don’t have the time” or “I keep forgetting.”
Two weeks ago in my article, The Wrong Way To Apologize, I gave you four examples of apologies that, in my opinion, were not genuine apologies. In last week’s article, A Genuine Apology, I told you about a recent experience I had where I ended up apologizing to a hotel clerk for the way I treated her after she was not able to fulfill a commitment that was made to me by another employee of the hotel.
Last Month I went to Atlanta, Georgia, for a four day conference. I took a direct flight from the airport in Bloomington (Central Illinois Regional Airport) to the airport in Atlanta (Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport). The flight was scheduled to depart at 6:40 p.m., but was delayed for over ninety minutes. In addition to the long delay, when I arrived in Atlanta, I had to set my watch ahead an hour because of the time change.
If you’ve been reading my articles for a while, you may have noticed that I have a little bit of an anger problem. Although I’m optimistic by nature and work hard at staying positive, there are certain situations that irritate me and cause me to automatically respond in a hostile way. Two such situations are: (1) when a person who should be listening to me doesn’t listen; and (2) when a person doesn’t do what he (or she) promised to do.
When I was boy, there was a game show on television called “Let’s Make A Deal.” On the show, a contestant was shown three curtains to choose from. Behind one of the curtains, there was usually a gag prize such as a live mule or a bucket of dirt. Behind the other two curtains were expenses prizes. The object of the game was to choose one of the curtains that had prizes behind it. After the contestant chose a curtain, the curtain was opened to reveal what the contestant won.
During my first two years in high school, I was on the wrestling team. My win/lose record freshman year was 50/50. I was what was commonly referred to in the wrestling world as a “fish” – someone who usually ended up on his back flopping around until his opponent finally completed the task of “pinning” him.