Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by cornutt, Jan 23, 2008.
County plow hit the mailbox...again.
The boss glares at me if I don't!
in the middle of your lunch?.....ridiculous
Is it frustrating for you when you're trying to unwrinkle something in something you're choreographing, and someone walks up and starts unsolicitedly trying to help you? I appreciate the kindness of the gesture, but the immature, selfish diva-brat in me wants to grab all the crayons, swat them away like a fly, and say "get out of my headspace, I GOT this" whether or not I actually do (I inevitably do, it just takes a minute longer). I just feel like if I let them get their mitts into it and start mucking around, then it's no longer my junk, it's theirs.
for me...and only for myself, but I offer it in case it might benefit...I have learned that if people WANT to think you are a "BEE", they will...so you might as well just nicely say, "that's so kind but I really prefer to puzzle through this on my own, it's good for me, but thanks so much"....if they want to get their ego bent out of joint, Godspeed...but if you just stuff the frustration, you really have only yourself to blame...IMO.....
The "If I don't get through this myself, then every time I hit a wall, I'll need someone to bail me out" point is exactly the one I try to make. Maybe they think I'm agonizing over it or something, but I really like a challenge like that, so I'll try that approach. If it doesn't work, then I'll go with "Plan B".
.....sometimes it just has to happen...some people respond to a tap, others need a can of whoopass...it's really up to them...I always TRY the former
Took me 2 hours to make a 50 minute bike ride, uphill. I had to walk almost half the time.
My legs are sore, my butt is sore, and I think my ego is the worst of all.
But hey...only up from here, right?
(And next time I move house it will not be to somewhere at the top of a huge hill!)
But, gotta share. We have some beautiful scenery.
I work 10 hour shifts with NO dinner break. We all eat at our desks, and if the phone rings, or the radio goes off while we are eating, work takes priority. I can't even count the number of cold meals I've consumed over the last 12 years.
As for personal calls....I don't take them at work (except in an emergency), and screen all my calls at home.
Hey, you got to ride downhill when you started! Pay me now, or pay me later!
How hard is it to answer with a simple ETA? I can't stand people who can't take the ten seconds required to type "Be there at X:XX" from their "soooo hectic" schedules. Simple little things like courtesy and respect seem to be so lost on so many people. Of course, these are the same jerks you have to tell "we're leaving at 3:30" when you're really leaving at 4, just so they don't hold everyone up.
BUMP (two, three, four, five, s-)BUMP
Yep, I've been thrown under the bus today.
If a recipe ever calls for you to toast spices IT'S A TRAP!
Can't sleep because worried about upcoming surgery to repair hamstring. Weird set of emotions. Obviously frustration that I hurt myself this badly and will require so much recovery time. Impatience that I can't have surgery THIS MINUTE so the recovery process can just get started/over with. Fear at the pain that's going to be involved. But, oddly, I think a little grief, too. Not sure about what - my former invincibility? Strange.
hug.....it is a helpless feeling...good for you for looking at it....sorry about the lack of sleep though
Walked to work today in the freezing rain to see a subject who canceled 15 minutes before her visit. Seriously? I scheduled my whole day around that
I really want to cut my hair super short again, but I also want to do pretty dance hairstyles.
Don't know what to do :-/
And last complaint for the night...
Worked at a different store...had no fewer than 5 customers exclaim "oh wow! A female!"
I get that they're trying to be nice...but female is an adjective. I am a woman, or a female cashier. I am not a female. That word just grates on me because of the objectifying context it's often used in. Also, I shouldn't be enough of a big deal that you need to comment on it to my face. That leaves me in a position of "yeah...so I am...what do you want me to say now??"
Also some super bigoted customers. "you know if they pay people more, prices will just keep rising"...obviously from someone who's never been poor, complaining to someone who until just recently was making under minimum wage. Nope. And then I ask if you want your receipt, and your answer is "only if I'm in Mexico". A simple "no thanks" would've done quite well there.
Decision made. Gonna cut all my hair off and then grab a cheap wig for dance hair.
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