Finding yourself is not an easy task when you have been a stay home mom for the last 20 years. Last week I was “invited” to work with my husband in his office.
During my tenure I hung up on 2 people, the shredder broke down (not my fault), and I could not figure out how to invoice someone. Most of all, I had to be quiet. Quiet means no fun. No fun means a VERY LONG day. (I am sure it was a long day for everyone.)
Finding Yourself in Numbers or Words?
The other problem is that I am allergic to numbers. This is not good since most offices use math. That left me with very few options. Typing.
I did do well with the typing. I’m not fast but that’s okay. It involves words. Words are my friend. Their shapes, multiple meanings, and endless ways of writing comfort me.
Words can move people to action, lead people to tears, or bring hope to a hopeless situation. Numbers and machines, however, are cold, rigid, and only have ONE right answer. Seems politically incorrect to me. Finding yourself in a world of words seems a little easier than in numbers.
Why Do We Have to Conform to the Math World?
We “word-people” have to conform to the math world because of society. Society measures worth in numbers.
People will say, “How much is he worth” when wanting to know how much money he has accumulated. It’s so silly we measure people by one thing-a number. My worth is not measured in numbers; it is measured in words. (Also, God’s Word).
It’s measured in the times I hear “I love you,” “You can do it,” or “You are the best mom/wife ever.” No one says, “6+2=8” when a child skins his knee or yells, “Pi r squared” when there is a touchdown. We use words to give people value, hope, comfort, and praise.
If it weren’t for creative “word-people” like me our world would be plain and boring. We’d have no dance or music; just a black and white number to stare at all day.
This doesn’t really matter when working in an office. People just want their numbers, and they want it now. No one really cares about how you feel or if it looks beautiful. I wither under such austere measures when forced to conform to a cold-hearted, black and white numbers world.
It’s just not me. Trying to find yourself in an office is useless.
*Check out this Forbes article on how you should measure your self-worth. They agree with me. It’s not all about the numbers.
Not Invited Back
Needless to say, I probably won’t be “invited” back anytime soon to my husband’s office which is fine for all parties involved. I do appreciate those who are good at math. It puts food on my table. I’m just glad no one is counting on me to run numbers because we’d starve to death. Finding yourself is not so easy. I will keep searching.
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