“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person.” – Audrey Hepburn
I would imagine that many people have what some may call their “dream jobs” or careers. You know those ones that in a perfect world where talent and skill hold no value so you can do whatever strikes your fancy, but in reality are a little out of reach for many a reason. Well, I have 2 such dream careers.
National Geographic photojournalist.
Stand-up comedian.The challenge with the latter is that even the thought of standing in front of a large group of people (large as in more than one) is absolutely terrifying to me. My palms are sweating just thinking about it. But aside from that, I do think it would be a fun career. I think in middle school or high school I was voted most likely to be a comedian or something along those lines. Or lawyer. They are so similar that I get them mixed up. I think lawyer was middle school and comedian was high school. So clearly I had been successful in perfecting my dry humor and sarcasm post 8th grade. That or my humor in middle school came across as no-BS and tactfully argumentative. They could have also run out of categories during the voting process and “most likely to be a comedian” read far better than “most likely to…shoot, we ran out of categories” in the yearbook. I went to an inclusive, private, all-girls school, so leaving someone out of the school yearbook’s “most likely to” section for graduating seniors would have been frowned upon and not at all in line with the “where female role models are the norm” mindset. (Go whites! Side note – this is a high school team color reference; we were divided into purples and whites – I recognize it would be less uncomfortable if I had in fact been a Purple)
In any event, I do enjoy sharing funny stories and over the last couple of years I have found that a semi-productive use of my time has begun to involve writing. I also really enjoy doing it and have found that I am unable to write something that doesn’t include a little sarcasm or a healthy smattering of dry humor. I think a healthy dose of laughter is good for everyone; we shouldn’t take life so seriously all the time. I can generally find the humor in most any situation and i’ve nearly mastered the skill of making people just ever so slightly uncomfortable to the point where you’re not quite sure whether you should laugh, cry, or recommend that I seek professional help. So I recently decided to revive my blog of yesteryear and have added a new section to accompany my travel stories, called “Can you help me understand?”, which will consist mainly of random stories and miscellaneous thoughts. Please, hold your applause.
No I’m serious, please sit down and hold your applause.
So what’s the deal with the name, “Can you help me understand?”
It happens to be one of my favorite phrases that I use fairly often in my career. I’m a Human Resources professional, have been for roughly 11 years now. Now I know people that know me are thinking, “Human Resources? Really? I thought she wasn’t much of a people person.” Folks, I hear ya. It is legitimately puzzling. But I fell into the HR field at random while I was in college and have never looked back. It’s a lot of fun, I’ve been very successful in it so far, it’s challenging, and it is an environment in which every aspect of human nature comes out to play on any given day. Oh the stories I could tell…
When dealing with folks in the workplace, whether it be employees, managers, peers or executives, anytime an HR professional wants to get the full scoop they are trained to master the art of asking open ended questions paired with acute, active listening. Let the person tell the story. Put the ball in their court. Ask the question and the rest will fall into place.
Can you help me understand why you used your company card, whose expenses are subject to audit by the US government, to do all of your holiday shopping…totaling up to nearly $1500?
Can you help me understand the thought process behind wanting to promote your employee that was caught by the CEO playing solitaire while the CEO was doing a walk through of the facility?
Can you help me understand why you thought it was acceptable to fall asleep in the middle of the shop floor, much less with your safety glasses on top of your head?
Can you help me understand why you thought it would be a good idea to sample your child’s ADD medication when you know we perform random drug tests?
You get the idea.
The beauty of this phrase is that it also applies to everyday life. It’s glorious. So that’s the name of my blog.
Ok…you can now celebrate wildly with raucous applause. Please, don’t hold back on my account.