On my way home today, I was struck dumbfounded by the song "We Humble Ourselves" by Paul Baloche. These past 2 weeks, I felt I had it bad at work. I seemed to be rubbing the shoulders of my manager so very often that it just tires me out. The conscious effort not to gossip or even complained about my manager with other colleagues was tough as well. The rubbings got me so frustrated to the point that after a long day at work, I didn't wish to take the train home together. As I listened to the song, I told God - I am sorry. Just as I had many fingers pointing to my manager complaining of the attitude and tone of voice, I forgot to double triple check myself.
Anyway, today, ended my day watching a DVD based on a true story at my office. Got me cringing and "argh!" I wouldn't want to bore you guys with the details of it but it got me to think - The role of a Social Worker may not seem very significant but yet sometimes, the decision that a Social Worker makes can just change the life of a person. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. Suddenly, I just felt that it's quite "scary".
Time to get to bed soon. Been working nights for the past few days..
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