Speaker 1: Creativity is an addiction, unplugged because we will always say
yes to creativity, totally uncut because we all make mistakes.
So let's turn it into a tool. This is arrow unplugged,
hey Saro, And this is vocal dfrag. Vocal dfragging is
an opportunity to give yourself a gift, a gift of
you asking yourself the questions and then questioning the answers.
Too often we rely on others to guide our way,
when in fact they weren't born with you. It's been
your journey. You've had to walk in your own shoes.
Sometimes they fit, sometimes they don't, and when they don't,
we still don't ask the questions and then question the answers.
I keep two different types of d frag journals. I
have the one that I have with my handwriting, and
then I do a vocal dfrag. And the reason being
is because as long as it's written on paper, when
I come back to it to learn, it's an interpretation.
But with vocal defragging, I can physically hear the emotions
that are still growing inside my mind, body and soul.
So it's two different levels of learning more about yourself,
learning how to calm down the inner beast, or better yet,
maybe to ignite the creative self that you are, but
just don't know how creative you are. This is vocal
d Frank. So we had an experienced last night at
the Essential Job, two nights after the situation in the
state of Maine. A gentleman walks into the store pretty
much around maybe nine point fifteen, and he's got a
mask on that we're not used to seeing. You know,
we live in these days, these COVID nineteen days, where
pretty much, you know, it looks like a medical mask,
that's what most people are wearing. But this gentleman had
on a different kind of mask that hid his entire
face and part of his body below. That wasn't what
got our anxiety up. It was the way that he
was wearing his backpack. See there's a reason why they
call it a backpack, the back but he was wearing
a fully loaded backpack on the front part of his body.
I've never seen that before. That could be crazy. Maybe
it's just something that's going to become the future. Because
if you've got a backpack on, you can't see who's
coming up behind you. So if you've got valuables, I
would put it in the front. I mean, that's what
I do with my wallet. I don't put it in
my back pocket. I keep it in my front pocket
in fear of pickpockets. But his face fully covered a
backpack worn on the front. He enters the store and
goes immediately into the bathroom. For thirty minutes. Thirty minutes,
nothing was moving. Our security was on high alert. Our
security officer was nervous. He wanted to figure out what
the situation was, since we were just two days off
from what just took place in the state of Maine.
When the gentleman came out of the bathroom, the backpack
was now worn on his side, and he spent the
next hour and a half inside our store, and as
we tried to make some sort of conversation with him,
to get you know, to get him engaged in something
that said, hey, look, we know you're here. You know
we're here. You got to feel that we're watching you,
but we don't want you to feel nervous about the situation. Finally,
at closing time, we kind of steered him in the
direction of self checkout. His cart when I walked by
him was about three quarters full, but at closing time,
there was nothing in the cart? Was it a theft?
Was it a change of mind? I really don't need
this stuff, but I don't want to go that route
because there were baby diapers inside that cart. When I
had a conversation with him, just engage, right, Isn't that
what we're trained to do? Just go have a conversation. Okay,
So here is the d Frank. We all have PTSD
when it comes to these mass shootings. Learning how to
deal with him Number one, seek a professional and talk
it out. But when you can't get to a professional,
you've got to be able to talk to yourself and
ask questions. What could you have done differently that might
have put the man in a position of you know what,
I don't need to be here. We don't know, we
don't know. But if we don't start asking some questions
about our own security and the way that we walk
through a place of business with a mask on, with
a backpack backwards, then what do we have here? We
have silence that means that we are accepting people for
who and what they are, which is fine with me.
But if you're going to live in nearly two hours
of unbelievable stress, waiting for something to break out. That
isn't fair to the common person. That isn't fair to
e even that guy, because maybe he felt uncomfortable knowing
that we were watching him. So when you ask the
questions and you question the answers, you've got to include
the truth. The truth about last night was, yes, we
did feel fear. No, we did not call the police.
We had security, a loaded security officer. At no time
did we feel like this man was going to bring harm.
But yet his demeanor said wait a second, was the
man in Maine and all of these other mass shootings?
Were they easily identifiable? Or did they sneak in and
everything broke apart? Asking yourself the questions. When somebody comes in,
do not judge them, Do not put yourself in a
position of fear because unless you know. But then again,
is that too late preparing your heart for what is
about to attack you? The most dangerous saying in all
honesty is that anxiety. How do you keep it under
control and make sure that it doesn't get out of
control where accusations are thrown and reasons for being uncomfortable
to another person grow. That's when stuff starts hitting the fan.
We only wanted to have conversation with him, just to
be engaged, and it was always the casual Hey man,
you find it everything? Okay, dude? I like you. I
like what you got on today. Man, I like that mask.
I haven't seen that one. Where'd you find it at?
But there was still that underlying anxiety, that fear that
something was going to break down, and in the process
of breaking down, were we smart enough to be prepared
ask the questions, question the answers. We do have PTSD
You might as well just say it to yourself in
the mirror. We do because we fear a lot in
this modern world. I'm Maril and I spoke with d
frag