Respectfully concerned
Sometimes, I wonder
if I should have lived in my parents’ generation because some of the things I find myself within makes me feel
I am not in my time.
Basically, manner,
attitude and expression would have some pigeon-hole me as old-fashioned, yet
many of these old-fashioned things matter a lot. At least to me.
As I step into the
station every morning, the newspaper vendor sees me approaching and readies a
newspaper for me. I collect the newspaper first with a greeting and then leave
with gratitude. I thank him, always, just because it is the right thing to do.
I wear a hat, but
would never keep my hat on when speaking to a lady, and I would most likely take it off
when speaking to strangers as a sign of respect even if it appears our apparent upbringing is quite obviously different.
Not like the banks of yore
Yet, I work in an
environment where many of these vicissitudes of comportment and decorum are
dispensed with as if they do not matter; this is supposed to be a bank.
Electronic mails,
poorly composed without proper greetings and with bad endings, the language is coarse
and lacking in any refinement, as if language is no more in need of nuance and
the understated, it shocks and it appalls.
Worse still is the
absence of courtesy, the courtesy of being informed, the courtesy of being
engaged, and the courtesy of being respected. Nothing shows this up as much as
when someone should have let you know of something that you suddenly learn of
because it dropped into a chance conversation that you should have been fully involved
in from the onset.
Together but separate
This could sometimes
be forgiven as forgetfulness, but when it involves many more who should have
known better, it is treacherous and too odious for words. It belies an utter
lack of regard and dare I say, it is disrespectful.
Something my
old-fashioned would never have allowed to happen, but in our world of
egalitarianism, equality in the workplace does not necessarily mean we all had
access to the schooling and the breeding that ensures that we have the best manners
in all we do.
It is at that point
that you wonder if you are living in a different world or that circumstance and
situation has brought you into experiences you would rather not entertain if
you had more choices and options about the company you keep or the ones you
find yourself unfortunate and blessed to be associated with.
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