A Word in your Ear – –

Jack has been very remiss with Wednesday blog posts – but there have been many distractions –

I learned a lesson some years ago that has stayed with me over the years. I was a senior manager in a community college in Scotland and was going through a difficult time. This was due to the hidden actions of other colleagues, and I felt isolated and alone.

Two of my colleagues (both women) could sense I was troubled and invited me out a few times to restaurants or bars for a meal or a drink. I’m sure they did this together so there wouldn’t be any gossip although they would have been perfectly capable of dealing with that anyway.

The lesson it taught me is that whenever it seems that anyone is behaving in a manner you consider unprofessional or unnecessarily awkward, you need to remember that you don’t know what else is going on their life. Most people try to keep their work life and personal life apart but I suspect that is almost impossible these days, with so many people in upheaval from the recent storm.

Seeing the devastation affecting other areas, I got thinking about how sometimes it’s upfront and obvious how people are affected by events. In those times, maybe we give grace a little longer. I’ve tended to give people the benefit of the doubt anyway, but these days everyone can see what’s happening.

But not always – – –

Sometimes those battles are hidden, and in those situations a little friendship, even a kind word, goes a long way.

I’ve been described as an empathetic person and I think it all goes back to those two wise and observant women! Ever since then I’ve tried to give folk some slack. If we can all do the same during these stormy times, perhaps we can weather it a little better—together.

The Men in Black – – –

Jack’s Wednesday blog post is a brief departure from Wendy’s Scottish rambles – –

A lot of police activity today – up and down our street and both ways on the cross street just down from us. Sirens sounding and lights flashing!

The street outside our house is an alternative to and parallel to the main road out of town to two Interstates, has no stop lights so a frequent getaway route for speeders and other bad boys.

But when town cops, county cops and State cops plus unmarked vehicles all start whizzing past you know something more than speeding is going down.

The last time something like this happened it was a bank robbery – –

But not this time – A sex offender with a girl in tow – –

But what I find interesting is how many law enforcement agencies there are around and how quickly they can coordinate. State Police, County Police, Town Police, not to mention park police, college police and university police. Above all them is the FBI etc.

In Scotland there’s just the national police (carefully controlled by the UK government) and various agencies based in London (not so carefully controlled).

It’s reassuring to know that we are safeguarded in our daily lives, but I’ve also experienced the 6am loud knock on the door and the strange noises on the phone.

This time it all finished peacefully thank goodness – –

In my perambulations around the world I’ve often noticed the various levels of policing – the ones with baggy trousers that stop you jaywalking – and then the ones with neatly pressed uniforms that carry machine guns and drive Harleys! In France the ones to avoid are the CRS – they are the ones with machine guns – but that’s another story – –