Everyday experiencesSears, F. W. (Franklin Warren)
Science
Everyday experiences
Sears, F. W. (Franklin Warren)
New Thought
On the following Tuesday she came into my office with her face
wreathed in smiles and, after greeting me, said, “Oh doctor, it is
so wonderful. I hardly know how it was done, but it seemed as though
every one in the world wanted to pay me money since I was here the
other day, and I have collected enough money not only to pay my rent
this month but was able to take my ring out of pawn to-day.”
THE WORLD’S INJUSTICE
She was of medium height and so thin she could scarcely make a
respectable shadow. Her well worn but not shabby dress, and her
flimsy jacket told a story of lack in environment which her peaked,
bloodless face and emaciated body showed in the latter.
She had been a room clerk in one of New York City’s big skyscraper
hotels. Worked twelve hours, then had six hours off; worked six hours
and then had twelve hours off. This was her ceaseless grind of work
day after day and night after night, with never a Sunday nor holiday
off.
In the course of her work she was brought into contact with both
guests of the hotel and the hotel employees. She was the meeting
point, as it were, for the complaints, irritations and annoyances of
the former and the excuses and counter-charges of the latter. Her
position was not a sinecure by any means as you may well imagine.
She never had been very strong and after playing the “buffer” between
guests and employees for a couple of years, her nervous system was so
worn out that she decided to quit her position and obtain something
not so hard or trying on her.
She succeeded in securing a position as demonstrator in a department
store for some new invention where she worked only half of each day
and received six dollars a week for her services.
She found that department store customers were not made of
any different material than were hotel guests and the constant
irritations which came up in her dealings with the public continued
to wear on her over-wrought nervous system to such an extent that
night after night she would go to her room without any dinner, throw
herself on her couch without removing any of her clothing, not even
her hat, and lie there all night long, too exhausted to undress and
go to bed.
This condition had been going on for several months when she first
came to see me.
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