Am I what I really wanted to be...

I just read a thought posted by my friend on her msn spaces...She talked about how we end up behaving badly with people and how we are rude with telecallers etc... It took me to my experience...

I have been rude to tele callers, to people calling up for jobs... To people coming over to office without an appointment and asking for 5 mins.... I don't meet them... as if, if they had taken appointment I would have met them... I know I can't help them, I know I am pressed for time, I know I don't need credit cards or loans, yet I do all that and disappoint one or at times many people...

I remember the times when I was looking for a job and seeking appointments... I use to say when I become an HR manager I will definitely not be like them... Yet when I am on the other side... I think only of me and my time and all the manners etc go to a moral science book... I never wanted to be this way... but I also wonder in this age and time can one survive without being like that... I still wonder

In the effort to be what I want to be am I am loosing out on what I am or what I really wanted to be when I was younger??? I really wonder...

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Ramy Mahrous said…

nice article, we all feel that when we were younger we looked at some positions and say "If I were him/her"
and we get the chance we do not make anything :(

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