My job is talking to people all day. It's phone customer service, nothing special, but a lot of our customers are old people.
That was also the case for the last job. most of that was coaching folks over the phone on how to use their computers to access our product. Which turned into teaching them about the Internet.
This job has turned into counseling old people on not living in fear.
One quick and entertaining piece of advice:
Be Max Brooks.
As for me, I come home from work, play solitaire, pet the cat, and go to bed.
I'm exhausted from talking people down from their fears. At least ten of those people hadn't spoken to anyone else all week And that was just today.
I'm not doing much sewing. I will again soon, I do have some stuff I need for work, but I'm just worn out.
What I feel I am doing that is necessary is talking to people who are worried and need someone who isn't a family member to express their concerns to.
Some of the concerns are petty. That's cool
Some are profound. That's pretty damn cool.
What I want to leave you with:
don't judge people for their feelings.
They get those. They need those.
Judge yourself on your actions.
Examine what you really need.
If you can share, do.
If you are in need, ask for help.
What brings us together makes us better.
We will meet again on the other side of this, and I want to know that I was the best person I could be in the duration.
In the meantime, call your family. Check in with your friends. Call your neighbors.
They need to hear your voice.
I know, because they told me so today.