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#3420 From: "Arlene"
Date: Sun Jun 29, 2003 10:46 am
Subject: Re: RI ing the job rosearlene
Very interesting. I guess I should have more confidence in what
others think of me. I know, I am able to do the job and do it well. I
am a very dedicated employee.
Except for the last four years of my life, I always worked for
myself. I was raised in Miami, where my parents owned and operated a
children's sportswear business. I worked there when I wanted to earn
extra money when I was a teenager. Later when I grew up, got married
and started a family after a while I decided to go to work at the
factory. Now, the business was mine and my siblings. Math has always
been my favorite subject, so I took over the office and accounting. I
also did some designing for the line. My family were never ones that
praised you, hell they never even said good job. Maybe, that's why I
am like I am, always afraid that I'm not as good as the next person.
Yet in my heart I believe that we are all capable of doing whatever
we wish, if we really want to, all we have to do is whatever it takes
to get there. I also believe that I am good at whatever I do, I just
always wonder if it is really seen by others.
In 1987 my husband suffered a severe heart attack, they told me he
wouldn't make it through it, but he did. This changed our lives
tremendously. Changed the way we looked at things. I have always been
the type of person that wanted others to be happy, so I did whatever
it took to accomplish that. That left me, a not so happy person. I
also learned that you can't make others happy, no matter how hard you
try. That's something they have to accomplish for themselves. Always
afraid of hurting other peoples feelings, I just went along with
whatever the crowd wanted. I did this for way too many years, guess I
still do to a point.
Well, after deciding that the manufacturing business wasn't what, I
wanted, in life, I decided to leave the business to my brothers and
sister. My husband was very interested in Racing Greyhounds, so I
suggested we purchase some. We did, this led to more dogs and finally
opening our own racing kennel. One kennel become two, then three,
then four. My husband had another heart attack, guess it was just too
much, that or he just has a bad heart. Anyway, left more work for me.
Oh, I forgot to mention we also opened a farm to raise more pups for
the kennels. We hired people to run the kennels as they where three
in Florida and one in West Virginia. After not being able to put up
with the way some of the Trainers were running the kennels, I fired
them, sold all but two kennels and I worked the one in Naples, Fl.
and my husband worked the one in West Virginia. Then he had another
heart attack. So, this time we decided to sell the one in West
Virginia and move to Naples and just run that one. Florida is where
all our family was, so that is where he wanted to be. He was told he
was very fortunate to make it through any of these heart attacks as
they were all very severe. He was told that he shouldn't be doing
anything in the form of work. So, I picked up more and more. I never
really minded, work never bothered me. As a matter of fact it kept me
so busy, I actually felt better. Eventually, it wore me down
mentally. Couldn't take all the static from all the different sources
involved in greyhound racing. So, we sold our last kennel.
I decided I didn't want to work for a while. It ended up being about
three years. I was pretty sick of the track, so I really never went
much, but my husband loved it and he liked to socialize with all the
people there. He finally talked me into going one evening. They now
had Poker rooms in the tracks in Florida. He said you should try
dealing, I think you would like it. I didn't agree, I'm not a real
outgoing kinda person. Well, after going a few times, I decided to
give it a go and try the dealing thing. I took classes and learned to
deal. Within a month, I was Dealer. I did this about a year. For the
most of it the people liked me and I liked them. But, it really
wasn't my cup of tea. My boss noticed this and one night when I came
off a table and was turning my cash drawer in, he started talking to
me. He asked if I would be interested in leaving dealing and being
his assistant. I was honored that he thought enough of me to have
asked. His position was Racing Director and Casino Manager.
This job ended up being a good thing for me. I loved it and was doing
good. Then, I was diagnosed with Lupus. My husband had taken a job
out of town and I was alone when I found out. This was on my
birthday, Sept 22, 1999. I was devastated. I didn't know much about
it, so searched the Internet. Didn't like what I read and this just
led me into a deeper depression. I decided to take a few weeks off
from work and fly up to West Virginia to visit my husband. I told
him, but never told anyone how I felt inside. I thought I was going
to die and in the not to near future. Well, when I got back from WV,
I told my boss I just couldn't work anymore. I needed to be alone, I
guess to feel sorry for myself. Then one day, I have no idea why, I
decided that if I was going to die, oh well, then I was going to die.
So, enjoy whatever time you have left. That was the best decision I
ever made. I wasn't afraid anymore. I think it may have been through
conversing with a friend of mine that explained life and death to me
and made me realize it wasn't something to be feared.
Anyway, while I was upnorth, my old boss called and asked if I would
consider coming back with a promotion and a raise. I would now be one
of the Executives. I liked this, I was honored to have been asked. I
did this job till I moved up here in Jan 2003. I really miss the job,
as Juan was one of the best bosses in the world and I got along
really well with all my work associates. But, again my husband was
working up in WV and I missed it when we were separated for such long
periods of time. We both always loved it up here, so when we decided
that was were we both wanted to live, we made the choice to move up
Now, I thought you thought I was never going to get to the point of
all this ;-)? When we moved up here I decided I didn't want to go
back to work right away. I wanted to take my time finding a house and
then getting it all set up. I did that, and the first week in March
2003 we moved into our new home. Now, I just wanted to enjoy it. I
had played with the thought of going back to work. However, I didn't
want to go to work with a lesser job than I had. That would be hard
to accomplish, as I really wasn't known up here.
I had met some people that had known my husband. We started hanging
out together and they got to know me. One of these guys holds a
position of Head of District in WV for The NGA [the org that heads
the Greyhound Racing Industry] he is also the President of the WV
Greyhound Assoc. Well, I didn't know it but he is also a legislator
for the industry. One night he came to me and asked if I would be
interested in a position that was being considered to be created. It
was brought up at the legislator meeting that day and he said he had
someone in mind that could do the job and in his opinion do it well.
So, they told him to tell me to get my resume in and that more than
likely if the job came about it would be mine.
Heck, I'm not use to all this positive attention. I'm really anxious
about this job but started doubting that I would be fortunate enough
to get it. Guess, that I have got to remember what Bill reminded me
of, and put up those energy signs. Send them on out. I guess I don't
realize it but when I'm not really thinking about it I think I do
send those positive energy signs out.
Yep, that's why I got into this RV stuff. It made me fell good. It
gave me confidence. When I went to the PSI Conference last year in
Tampa, I can truly say that is the best I had felt about myself and
actually had the most fantastic time I had had in way too many years.
As a matter of fact when I got home my husband said he was happy to
finally see me happy again. I can honestly say it changed my life.
Then came the Texas conference and that was wonderful too. But,
thanks to Lyn and the wonderful person that he is, is why I was made
to feel so accepted. RV wasn't something I was sure I could do, even
though I had played with it a bit and done well. At the conference I
showed myself, I could do it. In John Kovak's class of ARV I was on
the winning team, now that really made me feel confident.
Thank you for your reply and sharing your story, it does give me
encouragement towards my situation. I also believe that if it doesn't
happen that there is a reason why. I'm most likely being saved for
something better ;-).
Hope I haven't bored you all, probably more than ya ever wanted to