Ashamed

We've all done things we're ashamed of, right? I certainly have my fair share. As I reflect back on such instances, I can't help but feel embarrassment along with the shame. That definitely makes me hesitant to share anything at all. But, here goes...

During high school, I worked as a receptionist for my dad's advertising company. I was in charge of answering phones, making deliveries, and the mail, among other things. One day, there was a package that needed to go out. I had missed the regular FedEx pickup, and I hadn't really paid attention to the fact that that package needed to go out that day. I procrastinated dropping it off to the point where my dad had to rush to take it somewhere where they would get it out in time. I was in a lot of trouble. If I had been working for anyone other than my dad, it probably would have been grounds for a major punishment, if not dismissal. I felt horrible, especially since my dad had to cover my butt.

I felt so ashamed.

I have definitely learned from this experience, though. In times of procrastination, especially when it's at someone else's expense, I remember this past situation and end up getting things done A.S.A.P. I hated the feeling of letting someone down, especially my dad, and I don't want to feel that again.