it has been brought to my attention several times over the last few months that i have trouble or am reluctant to accept gifts, favors, advice or help from friends, relatives, and aquaintances. please allow me to explain this, so i don't offend anyone else.
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what has been said it true, i do not accept willingly or easily an sort of help or favor or what have you from others. there are only two people to who this does not apply. those people are my mother and my grandmother. i apply this rule much less strictly to my father (who should be sainted for putting up with me, but that's another story), but even he is only allowed to help me with certain things, mostly of a construction or automotive nature.
this is because of my realization, early in life, that i am not ever going to be a first choice, first stringer, famous, or achieve anything of lasting import. nor will i be the king maker, the puppet master, or the power behind the curtain. i will always be the one left sitting long after everyone else has gone, and before anyone else shows up. the work horse, the pack mule, the last man standing, the one that's called when all other options have been exhausted.
and i am fine with this, really. there isn't an element of self pity in this, or self hate as is sometimes assumed by people who don't know me nearly as well as they think. we all have a role to play. this one is fine for me.
but as far as other's go, especially you my oh so talented reader's...i have high hopes and expectations for you all, and think that your time, money and effort are better spent elsewhere and on others.
ergo...my bizzare edict on help/favors/advice/gifts, etc.
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now you know...and knowing is half the battle.
-josh
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what has been said it true, i do not accept willingly or easily an sort of help or favor or what have you from others. there are only two people to who this does not apply. those people are my mother and my grandmother. i apply this rule much less strictly to my father (who should be sainted for putting up with me, but that's another story), but even he is only allowed to help me with certain things, mostly of a construction or automotive nature.
this is because of my realization, early in life, that i am not ever going to be a first choice, first stringer, famous, or achieve anything of lasting import. nor will i be the king maker, the puppet master, or the power behind the curtain. i will always be the one left sitting long after everyone else has gone, and before anyone else shows up. the work horse, the pack mule, the last man standing, the one that's called when all other options have been exhausted.
and i am fine with this, really. there isn't an element of self pity in this, or self hate as is sometimes assumed by people who don't know me nearly as well as they think. we all have a role to play. this one is fine for me.
but as far as other's go, especially you my oh so talented reader's...i have high hopes and expectations for you all, and think that your time, money and effort are better spent elsewhere and on others.
ergo...my bizzare edict on help/favors/advice/gifts, etc.
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now you know...and knowing is half the battle.
-josh
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-shrug-
As so you whim, so it may be valiant sir.