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Thursday, November 16, 2006 @ 9:45 AM
In honour of Gen's I Said Too Much post, I thought I'd blog something that I feel people shouldn't know. It's nothing terrible but ... Ugh, it's just me being me.This woman rang me yesterday to ask if I would dog-sit her dogs for her next week. She was quite rude on the phone, making some sarcy comment about how I obviously had no life cos I was able to stay at her house and look after her dogs... Well, considering that's my job I'd be bloody crap at it if I couldn't do it, right? I said I'd ring her back the next day just because I always feel like I can't say no to jobs (parents are money-obsessed and it kills them if I turn money down) and, well, I can't actually say no to people period.
My mood was like crap all night. I was all anxious and pathetic. And I just thought if it was making me feel this crappy then why the hell didn't I just say no to the job? Genuis! So this morning I called the woman back and left her a message (she was on the phone the three times I tried so in the end just left a message) saying I couldn't work for her and that I wasn't thinking of taking on any new clients at the moment. It was a lie but it was true at the same time.
I usually feel really guilty for doing this. But considering I just realised I have two other jobs lined up for the end of this month then what the heck am I feeling so bad about? Exactly!
So there's something pathetic I don't want people to know I've done. Only people I live with, of course. To other people I'm quite sure it's quite lame.
Anyway, last night I saw "The Prestige". I figured out the ending about halfway through, if not before, but I sort of liked it anyway. The girl behind the counter told Ray it was really, really good and that he'd really enjoy it. I suspect she was trying to chat him up cos it wasn't that good.
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