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Read this before you say, “that’s not my job.”

Stop saying, “that’s not my job.”
Seriously. Stop!!!

Some people love their job. Some people hate their job. I LOVED being a court clerk. I just didn’t love the environment I was in.

From the moment I walked into that courthouse, I observed everything.
How things ran. What was broken. What could be better.

I wanted to fix things.
I wanted to make life easier for defendants, for coworkers, for everyone.

That’s just who I am.

If I can handle it, I handle it.
If something needs to be done, I do it.

I don’t sit around. I don’t wait. I don’t make excuses.

If I mess up, I take accountability.
I work hard. Always have.

I’ve always been underpaid. Overlooked.
No fancy title. No degree. Still doing the work.

I don’t like lazy!!!!
I don’t like entitled!!!!
And I don’t RESPECT people who talk down to others just because they can.

I was running two judges’ calendars, meeting deadlines, handling reports, getting pulled in twenty different directions, and being harassed daily.

And I still showed up with respect for the person in front of me.

I never passed that on.

Because they didn’t deserve it.

Another thing I loved about the courthouse was the interaction.

Real people. Real conversations. No faking it.

Being on the phone all day isn’t the same.
You can hear everything in someone’s tone, the rush, the attitude, the irritation.

You can feel when you’re a burden for asking a simple question.

And it’s ugly.

Because it takes nothing to HELP.
Nothing to be a decent human being.

I still have the letters, people thanking me for being kind, for listening, for actually caring, for treating them with respect.

THINK ABOUT THAT.

Being sent letters, emails, even gifts,
all because you treated someone like a human being.

That says a lot about the world we’re living in.

Now being on the other side, I see it even clearer.

So this is for the court clerks who still show up and do it right.

The ones who help without attitude.
The ones who don’t use their position to feel powerful.
The ones who don’t make things harder just because they can.
The ones who actually care.

You are the backbone. Not the titles. Not the power.

You.

And I APPRECIATE you. Truly.

At the end of the day, people leave marks on you. Good or bad.

Choose which one you are.

Where Pain Meets Power is on Amazon.

Read it.
Sit with it.
And really think about the way you speak to people, and who you are when no one checks you.

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