The Workplace
Ashley: So... why'd you ask me what *I* thought when i asked you what [my outfit] looked like?
Me: Because it's YOUR opinion that matters, not mine.
Ashley: But what if ... when you want an opinion... i just wanted...
Me: When i first walked in here today, i OFFERED to you that i thought you looked wonderful. *smile*
Ashley: Oh. yeah. but...
Me: I also told you not long ago that i would ALWAYS give you nothing but an honest answer.
Ashley: Oh. right. *smile and blush* Thanks.
Me: *smile and nodd*
I am conflicted. I can't be the voice of reason for these kids. She's intelligent and beautiful but very very ... stuck? I want to help her but she needs me to do the work for her and i just can't. I suppose i'm learning how to help people without doing the work FOR them just as i'm learning to do the work for myself and accept it when i need it, not just when i don't want to do it. I'm also learning when to refuse help when it's something i need to learn how to do myself.
It makes me happy that i can know myself even this well.
It's nice to have confirmation of that.
The world ISN'T as mean as i thought it was.
And it's quite possibly getting better.
There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked
and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless.
Me: Because it's YOUR opinion that matters, not mine.
Ashley: But what if ... when you want an opinion... i just wanted...
Me: When i first walked in here today, i OFFERED to you that i thought you looked wonderful. *smile*
Ashley: Oh. yeah. but...
Me: I also told you not long ago that i would ALWAYS give you nothing but an honest answer.
Ashley: Oh. right. *smile and blush* Thanks.
Me: *smile and nodd*
I am conflicted. I can't be the voice of reason for these kids. She's intelligent and beautiful but very very ... stuck? I want to help her but she needs me to do the work for her and i just can't. I suppose i'm learning how to help people without doing the work FOR them just as i'm learning to do the work for myself and accept it when i need it, not just when i don't want to do it. I'm also learning when to refuse help when it's something i need to learn how to do myself.
It makes me happy that i can know myself even this well.
It's nice to have confirmation of that.
The world ISN'T as mean as i thought it was.
And it's quite possibly getting better.
There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked
and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless.