A higher standard
Colin Treworgy
We all avoided having Teresa check our work.
I was a student in an electronic design course where every week we had
to design and build a specified digital circuit. There were different supervisors
in the teaching lab throughout the day, and we soon learned that all but Teresa
would give credit for designs that were "close enough" and "more or less correct."
But Teresa? She examined work fastidiously and insisted on absolute perfection.
She was blunt and cold, and she even seemed to enjoy pointing out our errors.
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I prayed for divine inspiration.
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One day, I finished building a calculator and wanted to have it checked
so I could move on to the next project. Teresa was the only supervisor around,
and since I was sure I had a good design, I let her have at it. Teresa found
an obscure design flaw. It was late in the day and I couldn't figure out how
to fix it without starting over, so I stomped home angrily.
Then a thought came to me that stopped me in my tracks. "Would you rather
use a product whose design was approved by Teresa or by one of the other lab
supervisors?" I saw that my intentional avoidance of Teresa wasn't totally
honest. I didn't want to be a person responsible for turning out shoddy work.
But what about the way she treated us? I prayed for divine inspiration
on how to get along with her. I saw that she expressed some qualities that
I could admire, such as integrity, orderliness and precision. To me, these
qualities are linked to the spiritual truths that are the cornerstones of
the universe.
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By recognizing and appreciating her spiritual qualities,
I wasn't bothered so much by her negatives.
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Integrity, for example, stems from Truth, which to me is another name
for God. Teresa's expression of integrity affirmed to me her connection to
her divine source. Negative qualities, such as her unsmiling bluntness have
no spiritual source and had no real power to affect me unless I let them.
By recognizing and appreciating her spiritual qualities, I wasn't bothered
so much by her negatives. I realized that even if I didn't like the way she
went about it, she was actually doing us all a favor by firmly holding us
to a high standard.
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A big surprise came at the end of the term.
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As my attitude softened, an interesting thing happened—I figured out
how to fix my design! By releasing the resentment, and therefore no longer
being distracted by it, I must have become more open to finding the solution
I needed.
I never avoided Teresa again. Grant you, I didn't seek her out either,
but if she was there when I needed something checked, I asked her to check
it and cheerfully fixed any problems she discovered.
A big surprise came at the end of the term when I turned in my last
project. Teresa happened to be the supervisor in the lab at that time. She
didn't even look at my work. She simply opened the grade book and marked the
project as complete! As I stood there in astonishment, Teresa said "I don't
have to check your work this time. You don't turn anything in unless it's
well done."
Well, how about that!
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