Happy Thursday!! Before I get into today’s message, I wanted to let you know that I have – get this – received some requests to create a podcast. I can’t tell you how happy and excited
these out-of-the-blue comments made me since I love, LOVE to talk!
Now, I do have an audio version of each blog, but starting today I’m expanding them a bit more in the spirit of “riffing” - a rapid energetic often improvised verbal outpouring;
especially: one that is part of a comic performance (thank you Merriam-Webster).
So, if you’d like some company on your commute, at the gym, or while you clean your house, I'd love to tag along!
Thank you so much for your honest and encouraging feedback - please keep it coming! My purpose is to serve, so it’s helpful to know what clicks and what doesn’t so I can give you what you need/want!
So, with that, here’s today’s Buzz:
I had a flashback recently to me driving my dad’s green Jeep Cherokee, listening to Rusted Root, smoking my morning cigarette as I cruise down Oxford Valley Road to the Sheraton for my summer job. (Dad, you knew I smoked in your car, right? <gulp>)
I worked for the cart and card team - key card that is. That’s right – knock, knock - housekeeping!
Surprisingly, being required to do weekly chores with my older brother growing up didn’t turn me off to cleaning, but rather on to it. There was something so satisfying about it.
Bringing order and organization to the papers in the kitchen, gathering all the trash and throwing it out, and cleaning the water marks off the bathroom mirror so it shined once again
energized me! I loved making the place look good, because it made me (and my family) feel good.
Knowing I needed a job, my friend who was a front desk manager at the Sheraton suggested working there. Wearing a blazer and standing up straight for hours certainly intrigued me, but my love for cleaning - and keeping my parents on their toes - made a job in housekeeping seem much more ideal. ;)
I didn’t think about the things that could potentially suck about the job. (And like most jobs, there were some things that did!) And I chose to ignore the voice in my head telling me the negative things people would think about me when I told them I was a housekeeper.
I just decided to do what I wanted without asking anyone for their opinion. And that was the way to go because I was in my glory that summer! The job fit exactly what I was looking for at the time.
I’m telling you, I loved that job. And not just because of everything above, but because of the people.
I just had a feeling I needed to be with the ladies in housekeeping. I didn’t understand it. I questioned it a bit, but when push came to shove, I went with my gut and had/have no regrets.
With each break I got to know, respect, and like the people I worked with. They were humble, hard-working bunch who liked to laugh. They taught me not to take everything so seriously - a lesson I continue to learn, believe it or not!
And there were so many other lessons I learned from them personally and professionally that I won’t even get into. If I didn’t follow my instincts, I wouldn’t have learned what I did and been touched by the kindness and generosity of Marie, Dee and Gail – my “work moms” that summer.
Here’s what I want to say about this. Do what you want. Stop caring what everyone else thinks. You are the only one who has to live your life, so you might as well live it on your own terms.
Trust that whatever you do, wherever you are, you’ll learn what you need to learn and meet who you need to meet. It’s amazing what happens when you just let go.
Here’s to doing what YOU want! Don’t conform to the norm if you’re not feeling it.
Amy, The Queen Bee NYC
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