It’s been a week.
This past week, the YMCA of the Rockies was veritably taken over by a very large group, and several more large groups arrived toward the end of the week and this weekend. That’s put a strain on all of our staff to get more done, more quickly, with the same quality of work as always. And a smile. 🙂So here’s my story of the week:
On Sunday, I was delivering vacuums to a housekeeping crew, who, like everyone else on this (insane!) Sunday, was being asked to get more done, more quickly, with or without the smile. As I hoisted the vacuum up the stairs, a coworker called out to me, “Don’t they have a guy to do that for you?”
I know her sentiment came from a good place in her heart. She was, shall we say, of a different generation, and this was her way of saying, “You’re working hard. I recognize that and I wish you could get a break.”
Still, I put my hands on my hips and said, “I am a gal, and I’ll carry my own vacuum, thank you very much.”
My coworker laughed.
It is a funny thing about my job, though. Hot shots here at the Y do a lot of heavy lifting, and out of 7 hot shots, only 2 of us are women. Once, I responded to a call from a guest who needed help moving a chair, and when I arrived, she said, “I was expecting a man.” That guest was also of a different generation. My male coworkers (who are awesome, by the way) often arrive just in time to help me push the ice cream truck or offer to carry heavier items. Male guests turn down my offers to help carry their luggage. My boss once expressed guilt that he assigned me the task of driving around the Y to pick up signs and sandbags.
It is true, in fact, that some of my male coworkers can lift more than I can. Let’s face it: I’m a fairly petite woman, and I’ve never had particularly amazing upper body strength. So, yes, sometimes when my colleagues say, “Why don’t you carry that and I’ll carry this?” I say, “Sure. Thank you.” But I can lift what I can lift, I can do what my body can do, and sometimes I get a little…opinionated…at the suggestion that because I’m a woman, I shouldn’t (or can’t) exert my strength. Maybe it’s tougher for me to lift 40 pounds than it is for your average 18-year-old man, but if I can do it safely and effectively, I see no reason why I shouldn’t be allowed to.
Other highlights of the week for this Week in Review:A success: I was finally able to get my hot li’l hannies on a few of the documents I need to apply for Colorado residency. I’ve only panicked going through that process a couple of times.
An experiment: I’ve been taking a very high dose of daily probiotics (specifically, Garden of Life’s Raw Probiotics for Women), simply as another possible strategy to combat my IBS symptoms. I’ve heard from a number of sources who say probiotics are very effective, including a guest who really encouraged me to try them. A number of recent studies have also indicated that following the low-FODMAP diet for too long can significantly diminish your population of good gut bacteria, and that’s not at all good for your digestive health. I’ll see how it goes. At first, I thought it was really making a huge difference, but the past couple of days, I haven’t been feeling any better than normal.
A challenge: Working 7 straight days in a row. I’m doing this so that I’ll have off Tuesday and Wednesday when my folks come through Fort Collins next week, and then again when they come stay at the Y for a couple of days the week after. Still, I am tired and sore.Another challenge: Teenagers demanding ice cream flavors that we had sold out on.
A shock: Spilling melted chocolate ice cream all down the front of my pants after taking out trash for a guest picnic. Thank goodness I had a change of clothes in my room not too far away.
A joy: Doing maidservice for families with little kids and arranging their stuffed animals on their pillows the way housekeeping staff used to do for me when I was little.
A kind of therapy: Folding t-shirts and arranging them by size in neat little piles.
An outing: Went with a couple of friends that I’ve made here at the Y for half-price movie night. We saw The Secret Life of Pets. It wasn’t great…but it wasn’t terrible either. Mostly, it was good to hang out with friends, as I tend to be pretty introverted.
Women readers: Has anyone ever suggested to you that you were incapable of something you could totally do?