I am supposed to be studying for my Linear Algebra exam tomorrow, but I needed to jot down this small tiny blog. It’s actually been a while since I have sat down to write and I sure miss being able to on a regular basis. But I learned a valuable lesson today and that is “Don’t let the little things in life affect you”.
This morning I went to shoot around (basketball) as I do so every Tuesday and Thursday. Since I got to the student activity center, we have to check in with our ID and it’s a really simple process. As I step closer to the check in counter, I am greeted by the old gentleman that is always there to check people in. I say “Good morning” and give him my ID. “Juan Alfredo!!!” (He has a tendency to announce my name every single time) and all I can do is smile and tell myself “That’s me”. But today, this kind man fussed the ever living mess out of me.
You see, yesterday I rented out a basketball and returned it before I left the gym. The girl who was there when I returned the ball did not ask for my ID therefore I assumed she knew who I was so I left without worrying about making sure that the ball was taken out of my account. (Back to this morning) “Where is ball #1 Mr. Fuentes” “Sir, I returned it yesterday. You weren’t here. The girl who was here took the ball and didn’t ask me for my ID”. I immediately referred to my memory bank and I recalled that the girl from yesterday never asked me for my ID, so I just walked on out. Simple. Yet this is where he started to piss me off. “I am sick of you college students blaming others for your own mistakes.” He was blaming me for not giving her my ID and not only that, but now I had to go find the ball that I used, return it and then give it back to whoever was using it.
I found the ball! But someone was using it. I explained to the guy using it that “I need[ed] the ball for 2 seconds so that the guy in the front desk can clear it out of my account”. I swear it was like I told him “Sir, I need your kidney. Please hand it over”. After explaining the entire situation, this 7 foot 6 foot 5 inches tall giant gave me the ball and I took care of the issue.
So after 15 minutes of time wasted, I was finally in the court shooting my ball and I was so annoyed/ticked, that none of my shots were going in. All I could think of was “my day is now ruined”.
I then felt this urge to bump some hip hop and I put my iPhone on shuffle. Some good ole Lecrae came on and boom, just what I needed. I was reminded that I shouldn’t let the small things in life affect me. Sure, that man had no business fussing at me but I know that his job was to make sure that the ball I used yesterday was accounted for in the system. Was it my fault that the girl from the desk never asked me for my ID: no I dont think it was.
I later left the gym with a more positive attitude and I made sure that I turned in the ball and showed my ID. All of this happened to teach me that I need to not worry about what lies ahead. Whether I get cussed out for doing something wrong or whether I don’t get my summer internship, I need to fight the thought and realize that God has better things planned for me.
I really dont know how to close this post, but later on in the day I found out that I aced a quiz/test I had in one of my engineering classes. Definitely made my day much better!!