Few years ago, I was working as a construction helper under a three month contract without any dayoff. I was young and being physically able, I wanted to put in more dough in my pocket. Everyday, my dad drives me to my worksite as it is on his way to work.
One night after a long day work, my closed friends agreed to hangout for few beers to unwind and enjoy the weekend; good enough to relax for next day’s work, I said, “Sure why not!”
Those few beers turned into kegs and the last thing I know, I’m being ushered in bed by my father in the wee hours of the break of dawn.
At 6 o’clock, my father woke me up for work, and I said, “I don’t feel like working as I am still recuperating from being hammered few hours prior”.
My father wasn’t pleased. He asked me to sit down on the side of the bed and started telling me, “You are going to work! You drink with the boys, you will go work with the men!”.
As he charged out of the room he stopped, looked back at me, and said, “You are walking to work!”.
At present, that event has kept me getting up early every sunrise to be as prompt as possible not only for work but in all life’s aspect. I have learned that respect and responsibility are two things that foster a good professional ethic.
I have also come to humbly appreciate the roles of every people I have worked with. That despite playing a lead or cameo in a company, everyone becomes a vital part to get the cogs of a machine going, to get the system up and running.
Those three straight months of labour job I did in the past has given me a clearer perspective of how people behave in an organization, that one warm body differs from another – in views, in sights, in dispositions – work ethics in general.
Just recently, I went out for a luncheon meeting with my former boss, a very nice guy who knows how to take care, not only his businesses but the people who take care of his businesses. As we are escorted to our table by the wait staff, my former employer politely thank the lady and asked, “Thank you, how is everything so far in this restaurant today?”, to which the lady replied, “It’s okay!”; and out of coriousity, I asked, “Well, what can we do to make it a great day?”. The wait staff answered, “Just by asking me that, my day is better.”
My former boss then asked the lady if she is looking for a job.
What happened after that luncheon meeting has changed one life, absolutely.
Point being, anyone can be in a one big room with everyone. But I personally do not care if you are the biggest cat in the room. For as long as you know how to treat others with respect and with a deeper sense of responsibility, even if I do not know you personally, I will safely say that whoever is around you would become a better person, and no matter where and how life takes them, if they are treated justly and fairly, everything, to them will be regarded as a cycle of generousity – at work, at home, in the community.
We build characters not only by our words but by our actions.
When I walked to work that day going to my labour job, I knew that every step I took gave me a deeper discern of responsibility and a higher degree of respect, not only to how I should behave as a part of a team but to the job itself, where people expect me and my team to accomplish great things.
So everytime I go out drinking with the boys, I always make sure that the following sunrise, I rise up to slug it out with the real men.