Boy! Helping 'people' sure can get complicated...

Sadly. I have learned my lesson. I seem to have been blessed with the DIY and the fixit gene. So I have always volunteered to fix stuff and move stuff and all that stuff. Everything except mechanical. I am not mechanical. :D

I actually like doing these things but I have stopped on principle. I started feeling like the auto mechanic who always gets asked to fix everybodys cars but when he needs help suddenly its crickets.
 
I have come to discover the more I do for people the less I'm thought of....


It's a shame because I'm naturally a giver, and it's in my blood, an automatic thing to help people if they need it.. but I really have been taking it on board this last few years.. the less you do for people the more you're thought of...
 
Sadly. I have learned my lesson. I seem to have been blessed with the DIY and the fixit gene. So I have always volunteered to fix stuff and move stuff and all that stuff. Everything except mechanical. I am not mechanical. :D

I actually like doing these things but I have stopped on principle. I started feeling like the auto mechanic who always gets asked to fix everybodys cars but when he needs help suddenly its crickets.
I'm the same way with computer help. I used to fix everyones computers till they made it difficult and demanding. Now I act like my skills are gone.
 
I've had to refuse the meal delivery a few times. I do not like to be called a half an hour before the meals are scheduled to be picked up for delivery and asked if I could fill-in for another driver. I've told the agency that I need to know at least a day ahead if they want me to deliver before I have my day planned. I guess they take a chance calling the other drivers.
 
Yes, I once had a neighbor who tried volunteering me out to other neighbors. That wasn't going to fly.
When we lived in apartments I often had women asking me if they could, "borrow my husband."

They would buy a TV and rather than pay $20 to have it delivered they'd count on my husband carrying it up five flights for them. I would tell them that I paid the $20 and they should, too.

He still has women asking him to do stuff all the time. He's 6'4". They come up to him and say, "You're tall!" and we know where it's going.

He never refuses them, but I remind him that a tall man aged 73 is in even more danger of hurting his back than a short man. I can just picture him in the hospital all so some woman could have that yard statue she saw at the thrift store.
 
If you really look at this picture, there's an eye and pointy forehead above the smoke. Only the top part of the nose is showing and smoke covering the rest along with the mouth. There's a pointy devil's chin. 😮
Anyone else see it?

I see a galloping horse headed east. Head in the upper right, dusty trail behind, from hooves kicking it up
... the horse's name? ... Smoke
 
I see a galloping horse headed east. Head in the upper right, dusty trail behind, from hooves kicking it up
That's funny! I see no horse.
One day at work I asked my assistants if they saw the man on the bathroom floor. No, but one saw a horse and the other something else. I forget what. We see what we see in the patterns.
What would Freud say about mine? I'm ready for the apocalypse? 😁
 
I stopped helping others when I moved here 5 years ago. A man fell right in front f my apt door and I opened the door and offered to help. One of the people with him old me he 'needed throw pillows' in a nasty voice, which I don't have so I shut the door.
 


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