Jaded

Sometimes when you're working too long at one organization you become jaded.That's what I am; jaded.

Yesterday a pipe burst in the handicap toilet sending showers of rain all over. No one could enter the toilet without getting soaked, even with an umbrella (believe some tried). However all it takes is for someone to find the valve and shut it off.

2 years ago, that person would have been me. First to rush into a situation to solve things. But now I stood some distance away and decided it was someone else's problem, someone else's job. So while the water flowed and soaked the carpet, I stood one side making phone calls and waited patiently. When the guy came to turn off the valve, I realised how easy it would be to do, but I couldn't really care on getting wet.

Later on I was in a taxi queue and watched a mother of two struggled with loading her groceries into the boot of a cab. The driver just sat in the car and did nothing. I just stood there and did the same thing.

I'm having trouble differentiating between me growing old and me turning into someone I would hate.