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Birth Date: Thu, Jun 23 1960

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Oak Park IL, United States (map)

I am: Married

Schools: Lindenwood Colleges. SIU-Carbondale

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Tue, Jan 06 07:30 PM

Saying no.

 

Someone came into my office and asked me to do something.  I said, No..I gentled a bit more...and caught myself...and I said, "NO."

 

She said, but it will be really easy, all you have to do is cut and paste...and.

 

I said, "If it's that easy, why don't you do it?"

 

It felt fantastic.

 

A few minutes later, a co-worker came in.  He is a guy who always comes with a list of corrections on his time card and he drives office mate absolutely nuts as he drags out his list of time problems - some from 3 or 4 weeks ago that he just remembered.  Today he said, "Am I the only one who has these problems?"

 

I knew that office mate would hem and haw and sugar coat it...so I said, "Yes!"

 

This cracked my office mate up...and she was still laughing about it 30 minutes later when she left.

 

I gotta tell you, though, third time was not the charm at home.  I got yelled at by da missus for...well...that's part of the problem, I don't really know.  It had something to do with a Christmas card that fell off the wall...next thing I knew she was slamming doors and dishes and yelling at me because I asked where we got the pasta.  I said that I didn't that it was a nice way to talk to me.

 

It didn't go well.

 

But hey..at least I said it...old me would have just burned up inside and drank a beer.  Now, I get it all out...but I still want beer....

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