The Darkness of the Human Condition

It’s been about a month since I’ve started my new job, and so far it’s been a great learning experience. Unfortunately, all the issues that I have to deal with are depressing—death, dying, addiction, sickness, abuse, etc. On an every day basis, I confront the facets of darkness of the human condition, the limits, sins, and vices that plague our species.

Some people say that everyone should work in customer service at least once in their life, so that they know to treat service workers with respect. Part of me thinks that everyone should be exposed to the suffering caused by moral and natural evil, so that they can have perspective on their life. There is no doubt that I’m a lucky person and that none of my problems compare to those that I’m exposed to at the hospital.

Despite the perspective that my job offers me, I find myself constantly worrying about my own insignificant issues. For instance, I worry about my next dentist appointment, because I have a phobia. And I mean I really worry about it. It stresses me out months in advance.

I’ve seen a 4-year-old girl needing a heart transplant and yet I’m significantly worried about the dentist.

I feel self-centered, and I actually confided this to the dentist during my last visit, but he wasn’t listening. I don’t think he was expecting one of his patients to say something like that.