Cold and miserable alone in my thoughts,that appeared to be a wonderful title for a post, but I digress….
Let me tell you a story. I sell or help sell mulch for a local garden club through the month of May for the most part. Mainly, we sell at one location, but sometimes the local arboretum asks us to sell there as an additional feature to spruce up or round out their plant sale.
Here at that local arboretum I was today. Since we are selling at two locations today we were spread out a little thin. Normally there are at least 4 people to help load the customer’s cars with the bags of mulch. Today only 2, Ted and I. I arrived in my pickup about 10 minutes late and saw Ted go into the building. He didn’t see me. I unloaded my gear- foldup chair, garden magazine, lunch “pail”, blanket, and something to sip on. I waited to find out if we are selling within the arboretum at another location and then loading at this location or just at this locaton. I waited 5 minutes… 10 minutes, it felt like 15 minutes.
Just before he came out a gentleman approached me asking questions–how long was I going to park there? When was I going to move my pickup? etc. I said I was waiting for Ron and was going to sell mulch here. Then I pointed Ron out and this man was still asking questions. When I left to re-park the truck since I found out we were selling in one location today, I overheard the man telling Ron to not leave the truck there, but move it forward a bit. If I had done this it would have been even more in the way. I became so annoyed to have someone not listen to me or not care enough to make sure he understood what I was telling him.
After I came back, Ted took off into the building again- to get warm- I thought. Fine. As soon as he would come back then I could get warm. 5 – 10 – 15 – 20 – 25 – probably 30 minutes went by. By this time, I had the indoor blanket around my winter coat and I finally felt somewhat warm.
If truth be told the temperature was only 45 degrees, not even close to freezing. However, I believe our body slowly adapts to lowered temperatures, and 70 degrees last week did not help a bit.
That annoying man came by pushing a dolly. He asked how much the mulch was and said, “.. nice big bags”. I quickly turned around and got out the money box and log sheet to take his money. But when I turned back around, he had disappeared. This made me even more annoyed. I thought he was going to buy. However, he was just talking..maybe he asked to be able to tell others the cost, but this I will never know.
Ted came back and suggested I go in to get warm, so I went inside and toured the plant sale. It truly felt warm and toasty inside. I was probably in there about 10 minutes, just enough to get warm. I came out to find him sitting in his pickup and then he told me he had sold 6 bags of mulch. That felt puny to my paltry 2 bags when he was in the plant sale building. Shortly, after that he went inside again.
I was puzzled. I started thinking maybe he hadn’t dressed warm enough or maybe he was in pain from the cold, but wasn’t telling me.
I sold another 2 bags and the director came by and saw me huddled with the blanket around my coat. She told me we could have coffee or anything we like inside. I told her thanks. So after 30 minutes or so, I decided enough was enough and I would see if they had some tea to warm myself up. I did see Ted talking and he did go outside after getting a cup of coffee. I mentioned something to a helper and she said, no, she was observing that Ted had been talking with a bunch of people. Oh, so that’s it.
I came out and Ted said I sold 12 bags. I believed him because our pile of mulch was down by half. We talked for about 10 to 15 minutes about different horticultural things. Then he went inside. This time I headed straight for the vehicle to keep warm and was and enjoyed reading my garden magazines. Ultimately, I sold 2 more and later when he went inside again, I sold 2 more. He beat me by 2 times with less than half the time.
To be fair, the very last time I went in, to return my mug, and he was still inside I overheard him giving gardening advice to another helper. Also when he almost bumped into a little girl and asked if he had, they said it was Okay. He said it was not okay, and I’m sure he apologized.
So, was he caring of me, his partner for the morning and then some?, no, not really- he gets a D. Was he caring of others in giving garden advice and being helpful?-he gets an A+. If we were situated further from the center hub of the people gathering, he probably would have gotten an A in caring for his mulch partner.
I though of myself and my hubby. He does the cooking and sometimes I have “my head in the PC” and forget to help in the kitchen or something. Here I would get a D or F in caring.
So was Ted caring? It depends who you talked to. His friends and members of the community would have said Yes. I who was freezing outside would have said No. There is really no right or wrong answer here, just a reminder that we need to review our “Caring” from time to time to make sure we are still on track. We can all lose sight of the goal to be a caring person.