In this country we are very conscious of being sensitive to ethnic and cultural diversity. We pay close attention to the diverse nature of our workforce and believe strongly that a diverse workforce is a strong workforce.  We have come a long way.

I work for a corporate entity that is considerate of employee well-being and the diversity of it’s workforce. If I were to break a limb I would get a preferred parking space at work; if I were to become ill I have the relative security of short and long-term disability plans; if I have a family emergency and need to leave work unexpectedly I don’t think twice about it. I am fortunately to be able to spend my day with a great group of people, each one carrying his or her own degree of personal diversity.

I was taught at an early age to be considerate of those around me and I have tried to do that throughout my life, with varying degrees of success to be sure. I’ve read things about how we as corporate employees  prefer to send an email to a co-worker across the hall rather than taking a few steps into their office to talk to them face-to-face. I would say we have moved past that into thinking it’s okay to yell to co-workers across the hall or even a few doors down the hall with little regard for those who may be trying to work around us.

People! If you have something to say to someone get out of your chair and go to them and have the conversation.  Be considerate of those trying to work around you!

Then there are the so-called teaming events and games that have overtaken us.  At first it was fun to spend an hour or so every few months taking a break from the stressful routine of work and do something different.  Now we have ongoing games that creep their way into everything we do. As always, there are those who are hard-wired for games and events and they are in their glory.  Others, at risk of being called out as not being team-players, have begun to rebel against the onslaught of “fun activities” and boycott activities. 

When I go shopping, almost without fail, I come across people talking on their cell phones while they go about their business.  It’s rude and it’s inconsiderate to continue a phone conversation while standing in front of a check-out person at the grocery store.  If the roles were reversed and the check-out person chatted away on a phone while scanning your groceries, would that be okay?  Come on!

Sunday afternoons: if it’s sunny and warm I want to be outside enjoying the day.  I’m often surrounded by the sound of lawn mowers, leaf blowers, lawn edgers, motorized skateboards, and even music coming from the windows of cars as they drive past. When I was a girl there were bylaws about maintaining the peace and quiet on Sundays.

By nature, and by choice, I tend toward the quiet, introverted, and introspective sort and frequently I feel assaulted by the cacophony of voices and activity around me.  I can’t be the only one!

“In quiet and confidence is your strength.” (Isaiah 30:15).

I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. the world has changed for sure…some good….some bad….unfortunately not everyone was taught to think about how their actions effect others…my hubby and I noticed that last night as we ate dinner at a local bar/restaurant….two ladies….or should I have said females…kept feeling the need to holler out loudly…it really was we were trying to wind down after a long busy day….

  2. You definitely are not the only one. I've found people in public, in the neighborhod, in cars, wherever, to be louder now than they've ever been. It almost seems like an attempt to say "look at me!" Maybe it's a result of reality tv … everybody wants to be in the spotlight in their everyday life. I don't get it either, but we're enjoying the peace of our own yard and home more and more lately rather than venture out.

    P.S. Wishing you a quiet weekend 🙂

  3. It's not just you.

    I grew up in a very small town comprised mostly of older people. Our elderly (60s!) neighbor retired at dusk with windows open in the summer. From the time I was a toddler, when we sat in the yard after supper, my parents reminded me to play quietly so we wouldn't bother Mr. John. You can imagine my surprise when, approaching Mr. John's age, I moved to a city apartment and discovered that some people begin parties at 10:00 p.m. Under my balcony. And go on for hours. On a work night.

    To be honest, I hyperfocus and tune out most of the noise at work. But I'm amazed how many people don't appear to consider how their behavior affects those around them. Maybe it's my rural upbringing. We didn't make phone calls after 9:00 p.m. either.

  4. I was so happy to read your entry about noise pollution. Perhaps it's our age, but I find the assault of loud conversation on cell phones, cracking of plastic and popcorn at movie theaters, sound systems in cars, leaf blowers and other whiney objects so intrusive and rude that I wonder if I need to find a socially acceptable way (to my family and friends) to become a hermit. Why do restaurants insist on playing music so loudly, I have to ask them to turn it down so I can hear my tablemates?

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