Trust issues, we all have them just on varying levels.
I always say that my trust issues stem from oatmeal raisin cookies. I mean, after all, it looks like this delicious awesome chocolate chip cookie. There is a whole plate of them. They look so good. So warm, comforting, so mouthwatering, so perfect to satisfy your chocolate sugar craving. You reach out, tenderly picking out the best one. Then you bite into it. Only to find yourself with a mouth full of oats and dried fruit.
Your hope is crushed. Cravings are unfilled. Completely and totally disappointed. Your trust in cookies and humanity shattered.
We have trust issues before having to deal with oatmeal cookies versus chocolate chips. We are taught to doubt, to question at a noticeably young age. Whether it is the promise of ice cream, but we must get a shot at the doctor’s first or our puppy that didn’t go to a farm in the country. The older we get the more trust we lose.
Of course, all of this is perpetuated by the news. We always hear the bad stuff people do. The ones freaking out, going postal, vandalism, or riots. We don’t hear of the peaceful marches, the calm labor union disputes, or the protest where no one gets arrested. There are way more peaceful demonstrations, labor contracts, and protest marches than ones with violence. But those don’t make the news. Those don’t invite us to turn on the tv. Those don’t invoke fear and play to our general miss trust of mankind.
Trust is also tested by personal experiences. We expect people to show up when they say they will. We want to believe they will do things when they say they will do things. But we all know that doesn’t happen. Money is spent on background checks, privet investigators, and spy equipment. All because of the lack of trust.
I would like to say that there is no justification for such things. That it is all just hype. But it’s not. And it is just not those out there or those people. We are just as much to blame. We have all failed to show, failed to do, failed to prove ourselves trustworthy.
Recently an employee quit, and a set of renters moved out. I was out of town at the time. My friends asked if I was worried. “Worried about what?” I asked.
I worried my employee would steal stuff or the renters would trash the place on the way out. I said no, why should I be? My friends were a little confused.
How many people leave their jobs every day? How many people are renting apartments? Way more than thousands. The number isn’t reported. Nothing spectacular happens. It is not newsworthy. If everyone stole everything when they left a job, who would employ anyone. If every apartment was destroyed when people moved out, who would rent?
We have heard of cases because they happen so rarely that it makes the news. Buts it’s always something we heard of. How many have seen it, been there, experienced it, or know for sure what happened?
No, I am not worried. While all of us have a little
oatmeal cookie in us, most of us are chocolate chip.
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