Reliability means everything… but who are you being reliable for?
If you are just doing it because you expect a pat on the back, think of the guy with the vineyards who hired the men at the end of the work day… you weren’t hired to get a pat on the back for doing what you’re supposed to do.
This isn’t about you, either, it’s sadly a cultural bent for many Americans.
I grew up in a home where my father went to work every day. We used to laugh about it when other people were snowed in, my father would drive his ‘puddle jumper’ and go to work. He never took sick days. He did take pride in his work, and in doing what was expected of him.
He worked on the Detroit River (Canadian side) and had a heart attack on his way to work. He worked a full day, came home, then went to the hospital. That was nearly 30 years ago, and it’s still a source of pride for him (ok, that was crazy… he should have gone to the hospital, but being a man, he thought he could tough it out. Thank God he was able to tough it out!)
When I went to work, I worked every day I could. I took one day off when my car was stolen. It hurt me that I wasn’t able to go in and take care of that stuff after work.
When I got sick, I was told by the doctors to stay at home and rest… but ‘rest’ ain’t restful for me, and I went any way. I would just use a couple of hours a week for physical therapy. Imagine my shock when I was accused of padding my time off when I was away for 10 days due to Chicken Pox.
All this may seem like things to be bitter over, but I’m very proud of the work I did when I was there. It wasn’t for the management, or for the company. It was for the sake of saying ‘I was hired to do this, and I’m doing it to the best of my ability’.
If we adjusted our standards based on the standards of those ruled by money, where would that leave us?
I don’t even want to think about that!