Captain’s Log 6,148
Sometimes I am just too darn nice. But I am learning to not be so nice all the time. Setting boundaries is important.
I also find it curious that many times the things I tell other people (when they ask for my opinion) go in one ear and out the other until…..somebody else tells them the very same thing. It’s so weird. If you are the SECOND or THIRD advice giver, what you say means more than what the first person said initially. So just me telling someone not to stand in a vat of gasoline with a lit match means nothing. Three or FOUR people have to say the same thing. I just don’t get it.
The same thing was true for people who want to get on Garrison Keillor’s radio show. If you are from the Twin Cities, you are (for the most part) shit. If you are from out of town, he will put you on the show regardless of your skill level. He’s weird.
Anyway…..back to task. Unsolicited advice usually goes absolutely nowhere. I need to stop doing that. There are times I really can’t help myself and I pipe up. I am as kind as possible but I still pipe up. I simply must stop doing that. It’s like the old story about teaching a pig to sing.
Pigs would rather not sing. Just as some people would rather stand in a vat of gasoline with a lit match. A milder and someone safer version is the guy who stands in the hall hitting himself in the head with a hammer. Apparently, it feels so good when he stops. Madness is madness no matter how it presents itself.
I gave some unsolicited advice yesterday. It was not being heeded so I pulled rank and spoke as the boss. It was a medical issue that really needed attention. I did not want to deal with blood poisoning in the workplace. I’m funny that way. I will admit that I went beyond the scope of what I could legally do, but it worked. And the end result was positive. The person really did need medical attention. And the person was surprised and eventually grateful.
So I mean it this time. Unless someone is in mortal danger, I am finished saying anything. If someone insists on lighting those gas vat matches, I will call 911 if things go wrong. Well, it’s not so much IF as it is WHEN something goes wrong with that vat of gas. I am not Superwoman. I cannot save people from their own folly. These are adults who make their own decisions.
I am not a folly saver.
I have my own life to think about and plan. I have my own life to enjoy. It’s finally Paula Time. I’ve earned it. Unless I know I make a difference in someone’s life, I am not going to extend myself where I am really not needed or wanted.