May 12, 2010 23:18
I'm pretty good at a lot of things. Many people know that. It benefits me greatly, and others as well. Eventually, this ends up in a scenario such as this:
Friend: Hey, Phil. I'm having problems with x. Can you help me?
Me: Sure.
Repeat scenario, substitute different value for x. Repeat, oh, hundreds or thousands of times over the years. Hey, it's me, it's what I do well, I enjoy helping others. I really do.
One thing I have difficulty with is actually asking for help for myself. Reasons are myriad, I don't like to impose, I work better alone, I have ridiculously high standards at times, etc. But I sometimes cannot avoid it, especially if I am sick, injured, or simply it's more than I (or Jeff and I) can handle. This is how such a scenario unfolds:
Me: Hey, buddy. I need help with x. I normally don't bother people for help, but I sure could use a hand, especially since I (insert malady here). Whattaya say?
Friend: I'd really like to help, but y. Maybe next time?
Repeat, entering different excuses for y. And for just about every instance of (Friend).
And so I am truly reminded of why I don't ask for help. It hurts much less if I just injure myself overdoing it.
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