Thought crying at work was weak until a guy at the Cedar Rapids shop sat with me
I used to think keeping it together meant never letting anyone see you crack. My dog passed on a Tuesday morning and I still went in to the shop because I had 6 cars lined up on the board. Around 2pm I ducked behind the tire rack and a guy named Dutch, who I'd barely talked to in 2 years, came back and just sat on a bucket next to me without saying a word. After a while he said his own dog died in 2019 and he cried in that same spot, then asked if I wanted him to take the next oil change off my sheet. He did 3 of my tickets that afternoon and never brought it up again. That one bucket sit did more for me than any pep talk I've ever gotten. So why do we still act like stepping in for someone is a big deal? Anyone else have a coworker who just showed up when you needed it?
What made Dutch different from the other guys in the shop who probably saw you walk back there? Most people freeze up in those moments because they don't know what to say, but he just sat down and kept his mouth shut. Was it the silence that helped more than the words, or the fact that he stuck around after?