Cooking with Hugs

When I was younger I had a really bad temper. It took me until I was about 10 to really grow out of it but I remember how my blood would boil and I would lose control as if my hate was playing Geppetto with my puppet strings. So after I became a real boy, it always baffled me how some people can let hate or frustration control them. A few years ago I finally figured out the secret to most people’s anger and had to use what I learned today. Today I had a client who was very irrate. Ok, thats being nice, she was pissed off because she couldn’t be serviced because she didn’t bring what she needed and me being the boss, had to calm her down. She ranted and raved about this and that and told me how her boyfriend was cheating on her etc. I’ve learned how to deal with people so I knew to just listen and wait and her real reason for being mad would surface. And low and behold, she admits that she just had a miscarriage and was still pretty broken up over it. The more she talked, the more the tears flowed and I did my best to comfort her but as I pointed out before, I would end up balling more than her. So I did what I shouldn’t have done but couldn’t help but do, give her a hug. And not one of those simple squeeze and go hugs, this was a hug that we both marinated in. It seemed to work and she calmed down almost instantly. She told me that she was sorry and would come back with the information needed. I patted her on the back and told her, “This hug was free, but I might have to charge ya for the next one.”