Some mornings you wake up and wonder where you are? For
the past couple of weeks I have been wondering why I let someone give me some ‘free
advice’ and secondly, why I am still carrying it around with me.
Why did I not instead ask them if they were talking to
me, and whether for some reason I looked like I needed their unsolicited advice?
But I did not, so here I am still paying for it.
I have tried all of the things I usually do to put
expensive ‘free advice’ behind me, but none of them has completely removed the
annoyance from my life.
Frustrating that distraction, movie watching, talking
to nice and caring people, going out, emergency dental work and a doctor’s
visit haven’t succeeded.
Now you know why I consider ‘free’ advice so costly. At
the very least it wastes productive time and gives you a pain somewhere. This
latest round has been no exception.
Maybe I should wear earplugs or hum out loud to myself.
Seriously, I have now lived long enough to know that this too shall pass, but
in the meantime I wish I’d told the ‘advice giver’ to tell it to someone who
cares.
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