waaaah!
[ I apologize for being a brat, I just feel like whineing]
How is it possible that people my age lead fabulous lives while I lead a rather boring one? I freely admit, it is mostly my fault. Being a hermit/agoraphobe doesn't lead one to much excitement, other than "whoo hoo! I finished another part of the quilt!" or possibly "Awesome, Antiques Roadshow is on!" Still, how can it be that people are off having exciting adventures, going on vacations, owning homes and other cool stuff, while I get nervous at spending money on seeing a movie. Again, I am a renowned cheap person who is afraid of other people, but still.... Admitedly, having a husband who came from Germany with a bunch of books, some clothes & 600 bucks and who is now in college means there is not a whole lot of extra cash. And of course, if I was a more interesting/exciting/vibrant person I'd probally have had a real job by now instead of crummy long term sub jobs. As much as I am intrinsically a grumpy old man, sometimes I wish I was doing young exciting things. Like going to bed after 11:00 on weekends... Anyway, It's my own damn fault.
This week, I managed to provoke another child to tears. He wanted me to tell him how many books were in the library (we'd just had a contest to guess how many, prize was $20.00 gift card to 1/2 price books.) I told him, then he came running back with paper to write it down. I told him I didn't think it was fair to tell him again because I wasn't going to tell any other students. Student (2nd grade, a habitual freak-er out-er) starts flipping. eventually is crying. Because I am a mean librarian, I don't give-in when kids start whining. I am stubborn and dig my own heels in. Eventually kid is lying on floor crying. at the time, I am cool and calm, but later feel like a twerp, because no one likes to see kids cry (well, evil clowns might..) That is 2 kids that have cried this year because of me being all firm and not giving in to their whims. And I am supposed to not have good discipline? gah. I seriously think that kids no longer hear the word "No." enough, cause clearly their parents don't say it. Frankly, I think it's parents number 1 job to say No a lot. I want to write a book for parents and call it "NO: Learn it, love it, Live it" It will be all about how you really need to say no to your kids, cause otherwise they show up at school and can't comprehend that other people have need and wants. not to mention the fact that sometimes, you just don't get what you want. I want to take a beach vacation this summer, but since I also don't want to be broke, I don't get one. Does it make me happy? no, but a lifetime of disapointment has prepared me well for adulthood. damn, i am a grumpy old man.
How is it possible that people my age lead fabulous lives while I lead a rather boring one? I freely admit, it is mostly my fault. Being a hermit/agoraphobe doesn't lead one to much excitement, other than "whoo hoo! I finished another part of the quilt!" or possibly "Awesome, Antiques Roadshow is on!" Still, how can it be that people are off having exciting adventures, going on vacations, owning homes and other cool stuff, while I get nervous at spending money on seeing a movie. Again, I am a renowned cheap person who is afraid of other people, but still.... Admitedly, having a husband who came from Germany with a bunch of books, some clothes & 600 bucks and who is now in college means there is not a whole lot of extra cash. And of course, if I was a more interesting/exciting/vibrant person I'd probally have had a real job by now instead of crummy long term sub jobs. As much as I am intrinsically a grumpy old man, sometimes I wish I was doing young exciting things. Like going to bed after 11:00 on weekends... Anyway, It's my own damn fault.
This week, I managed to provoke another child to tears. He wanted me to tell him how many books were in the library (we'd just had a contest to guess how many, prize was $20.00 gift card to 1/2 price books.) I told him, then he came running back with paper to write it down. I told him I didn't think it was fair to tell him again because I wasn't going to tell any other students. Student (2nd grade, a habitual freak-er out-er) starts flipping. eventually is crying. Because I am a mean librarian, I don't give-in when kids start whining. I am stubborn and dig my own heels in. Eventually kid is lying on floor crying. at the time, I am cool and calm, but later feel like a twerp, because no one likes to see kids cry (well, evil clowns might..) That is 2 kids that have cried this year because of me being all firm and not giving in to their whims. And I am supposed to not have good discipline? gah. I seriously think that kids no longer hear the word "No." enough, cause clearly their parents don't say it. Frankly, I think it's parents number 1 job to say No a lot. I want to write a book for parents and call it "NO: Learn it, love it, Live it" It will be all about how you really need to say no to your kids, cause otherwise they show up at school and can't comprehend that other people have need and wants. not to mention the fact that sometimes, you just don't get what you want. I want to take a beach vacation this summer, but since I also don't want to be broke, I don't get one. Does it make me happy? no, but a lifetime of disapointment has prepared me well for adulthood. damn, i am a grumpy old man.