Don't Stress Me Out!
Last week was not a good work week for me. To make a long story short, we only had a total of two days of delivering and a lot more than two days worth of deliveries to make with customers calling right and left to see why THEY weren't getting their building.
The clincher came on Friday afternoon around 4:30 when a customer called to say they wanted their money back because we weren't going to deliver their building that day. I didn't even bother to make excuses but apologized and told the lady that things were beyond my control and I'd be happy to refund her money to her. Her intentions were to call someone that could deliver a building that day. She was more confident in getting a delivery over the weekend than I would have been. I told her to call back on Monday when my boss would be back in town and we would make arrangements for a refund.
I got into the office this morning and things picked up right where they left off on Friday. My boss told me that he had already fielded about four calls and I started out getting the same kind of calls. I was stressed out not even thirty minutes into my day. My boss headed out on delivery and, as I went to check on the status of my third or fourth caller's building, I started in on my habit of taking a song and making it fit my purpose.
Don’t Stress Me Out!
(to be sung to the tune of "I’m Pressing on the Upward Way" with much gusto and emotion)
(to be sung to the tune of "I’m Pressing on the Upward Way" with much gusto and emotion)
Verse 1.
I’m stressing out thus far today,
New stress I’m gaining every day,
Still stressing out, I’m school-ward bound,
"Lord, heal my stress from higher ground."
Chorus 1.
Don’t stress me out, Don’t call me now
"I want my barn, I want it NOW"
I’m graying as I’m praying, "Lord,
To quit my job, I can’t afford."
Verse 2
I’m taking calls to hear complaints,
"It’s not my fault; it really ain’t,"
I’m chewing gum to help my stress,
"Lord, help me fix this awful mess!"
Chorus 2
Don’t stress me out, Don’t call and ask,
"You want your barn? That’s not my task!"
I’m graying as I’m praying, "Lord,
To quit my job, I can’t afford."
Things finally settled down around 10:00 and it was fairly quiet for the rest of the day. By the way, the customer was not successful in getting another building so my boss delivered it today. What a relief!
posted by Sharon @ 7:05 PM
3 comments
3 Comments:
I love the song. Does it bother you that I snickered the whole way through it? I mean, I hope you weren't trying to by serious.
Not that I think that was a real possiblity.
Nor was your situation lacking stress. Man, I hate stress. I go ballistic in my avoidance of it. That's not entirely good.
I'm sure you've heard of the saying, "We laugh to keep from crying."
...the whole point of the song. It was amazingly theraputic for me. : )
And since laughing is one of my favorite things, snickering is allowed.
How funny, I love it. and how interesting to find that someone else does that as well. I often do that but I dont think I have ever gotten that far with it usually only a verse or a chorus never the whole song. :-)
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