I won't go into super specific details because I have already been "talked to" about it by higher powers...but I will start with a story - that I am borrowing from a friend of mine.
A while ago, we had a major golf tournament in our city. The mayor of our city and our city council decided that it was a good idea to clear all of the homeless people out of the area while all the "fancy" people were in town.
Hmmm...
Can you guess what happened as soon as the golf tournament was over? Yep. The homeless people went right back to where they were before the "fancies" came to town.
My friend lives in this neighborhood and we were talking about how odd that was, the cleaning out of an entire "community". But oddly enough, no one did anything else about the homeless population in the rest of the city...strange...anyway... The mayor and council of our fine city didn't want anyone to see what really happens and who really lives in our city. No one needs to see what normal is, right? He didn't want anyone to see how we really live. I mean, is it really that bad? Why can't anyone see how we really live?
Fast forward to today, as we are now in the time of the year when all of our homes are invaded by out of town guests and family visitors. And my mother, much like every other mother on the planet, is killing herself to make sure her house is perfect. I stopped her the other day while she was scrubbing the baseboards...with a toothbrush...and told her the story of the homeless people and the golf tournament and said, "why don't you relax and just let them see how we really live? Is it really that bad? Why can't anyone see how we really live?"
Now...what happened to me today is very similar to these two stories. I drew attention to something at my place of work. Something that happens on a regular basis, something that anyone who walks into our building can see with their own eyes. My mistake was that I posted a picture of it on social media. It was immediately removed, and I was told to not draw attention to internal issues. People on the outside shouldn't see what is wrong with the inside.
Am I the only one that has a blank stare on their face after that last sentence.
I felt like saying...is that the biggest problem we have? Awesome!!! We must be doing great!!!
I also felt like saying, "This is like the head of the White Star Line, telling everyone on the Titanic...I know there is water everywhere, but please don't tell anyone that the towels are wet!!"
Why does it matter?
What's on the inside should be what you see.
What's on the inside IS what counts. Show me the soft messy inside and I know I can trust you.
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