There’s nothing that pisses me off quite as bad as somebody who doesn’t actually say what they want. It’s either because they’re too passive or too fantastically egotistical to dignify you with a straightforward question.
Person: “Hey, is it possible for you to rearrange this entire bookshelf?”
Me: “Uh, ya, sure I could.”
Person: “…”
Me: “So - you want me to do it?”
Person :
Me: “?”
On any given Monday I wake up to the sound of a blaring alarm clock and look forward to the next ten hours (counting my commute) during which I’ll be harassed non-stop by obligations, coworkers, and superiors. Most of the time this is going on, I’ll be so frustrated at being here that I won’t get any work done.
But then again, I look back on the weekend and wonder why, when left to my own devices, I didn’t get any work done - and I wondered, if left to my own devices, if I ever would. I guess I’ll just swallow sadness - like a boss.
