A few instances lately have confirmed to me that I'd never have the patience to work with people like my husband does. He manages a fast food restaurant. Some of them are adults, but most are aged 16-22 and it seems they are somewhat challenged in the brain department sometimes.
First, he told them this week that for Halloween he was going to wrap himself in pink cellophane and go as "Eye Candy." My husband is in his forties and while I might think he's hot, he's not your typical Hollywood version of fine. When he said it, he was expecting them to laugh and rib him for considering himself eye candy, but instead he got blank stares. From everyone. And they made him explain what he meant. Even then they didn't really find it funny. I personally think it's hilarious, and I hope he really does go to our party as eye candy!
Secondly, yesterday he had written the words "From Our Customers" on the envelope of each of their paychecks. Not one person at his work understood it. He had to explain it over and over to each one..."Where do you think the owner gets the money he pays you?" Some of them got it then and some of them didn't.
I'm so glad I sit alone in an office.