Pride Sucks

 

(Contributed by Mitch Greene)

I’ll admit it. I’m a very prideful person. It’s a real problem. I’d like to say that I can be humble, and I have good integrity. But if someone were to say that I have no integrity that would take me over the edge. That is one thing I can’t say I’m proud of. 

Well, this day taught me a lot about swallowing my pride and letting go. 

I was at work having a completely normal day and actually in a great mood for no real reason. That all ended very abruptly when I did something I wasn’t supposed to. Honestly, I had no idea that it was something I shouldn’t have done, which was pretty unusual since I had been working there for four years. When my superior found out about this misstep he was not happy at all. See, he is even more prideful than I am. I’ll just say that I have not seen a time when he was “wrong.” We constantly get into arguments for no reason, and it was about to start again. 

We were simply going through the steps. He says I wasn’t supposed to do that; I say I didn’t know. He says yes I did and things go on. That is until he says that I was purposefully undermining his authority and trying to make a fool out of him. 

It was official. 

My integrity had been challenged, and I was ready to rumble. The whole nine yards. I think if you were there you would have seen me sprout two horns. I took a huge breath and was ready to let hell loose from my stomach. 

But then a little voice in my head told me to calm down. 

So I let all the air out, put my head down and said the painful words of humility: “I’m sorry.” He laid into me for the next five minutes and then let me go. You would think that I would have known I did the right thing and was happy with that, but I wasn’t. I was so mad. Thinking in my head, “I should have let him have it! I should have shin kicked him!” I went on grumbling to myself for the next 20 minutes or so until my superior came around the corner, smiled at me and cut a joke. My entire mood changed after that. 

I think I did the right thing.