Work and Worry

I dream of donuts.  What the heck?  I took me the most amazing rest for 3 entire hours on Sunday.  Why?  I been workin' like an idiot.  Everyone calls off at the lame donut castle, so I end up covering shifts after already being scheduled lots.  The (sorry for putting they. It was a MISTAKE) money I earn is enough to pay for the gas to get there. Ha!

I've had lots to worry about.  I ain't sayin' that I should have been filled with worry, but I'm human I guess.  I wonder how I'll pay for this and that and how I can be two places at once.  I noticed that everyone I know is feeling the same way.  They's this thing called worry that is not a good thing.  It gives stress which is worse.  Then you end up sick and doing less than before.  The good thing is that I give up on all of it about 1 month ago.  At least for now, I ain't worried.  I just go with the flow and do what needs done and that's it.

So, I met this random person from India the other day.  I love random people.  It was amazing cuz he works at a donut shop too. ROFL!  How did you know??  No for real....., each and every time I've seen this guy I felt like I should tell him about Jesus.  I see tons of people every day and I must say that there are only a few people every year that I feel like I should tell them ........................  Well, I finally did tell him.  The funny thing is it wadn't the least bit strange.  It was just a 10 min. conversation.  I guess there have been a few others who have explained it to him, but he still doesn't get it.  Now I have to find him a Hindi Bible.  He told me that he ain't able to understand English that well.  He asked me how much it cost and I told him that I didn't know.  He thought I was a liar. LOL.  How would I know how much a Hindi Bible costs off of the top of my head?? Really??????

Talking

I've always been a talker.  I been talking since I started.  I'll talk to anyone.  The problem with talking to everyone is that there are too many people out there who want to talk to anyone and not a single person will talk to them.  Beyond that, if I have a conversation with anyone, I'm ready to keep talking to that person often.  I want to know what makes people tick.  These conversations often let me in on information that ain't to fun.  That's a sort of obvious one I guess.  Well, in the end I've spent so much time talking and not any time with any focus.  I just talk and talk and talk.  You get the picture.

In linguistics class I learned that guys talk more than girls.  Most people were shocked.  I wadn't at all.  I knew it.  I had a very long conversation with my co-worker about life the other day.  He's just about the only person who freely shares the true good and bad openly with me at work.  I'm glad that they ain't a ton more.  It's not easy to give good advice.  I give him the best advice I could, but I still felt as if I was being above the situation.  I told him what I thought about the situation and then said, "Yep!"  The advice was based on what I thought God wanted him to do and the advice was clear.  He got it!  The amazing thing is that I think that I got more out of his problem than he did.  I guess I should have said that I got more out of the solution.