I had more fun
1- First of all, I did NOT read The DaVinci Code.
And I´m glad.
I think I had a great time by not knowing what would happen!
Now I can read it in peace. Period.
2- On some other news, I went trackking with some friends. You know, pretend I´m healthy, only I discovered I couldn´t leave my sedentary life behind. I couldn´t breath and now every muscle in my body hurts!
And that was only the smallest hill in the city (The first Sugar Loaf hill = Morro da Urca). It was me, two friends, my b/f and 2 little girls (one 5 and one 11). Of course the 5 year-old beat the hell out of me!
Just tell me if I´m stupid: I accepted to go to another track next week with them, a longer one.
I know I lost my sanity in the middle of that "jungle".
3- I have no problems with the "you help me, I help you" social behaviour, but there are limits. One very thin line between interest and abuse.
I have a massage therapist that is a really nice professional, but he´s put into his head that he would work on the Pan American Games. First of all, I can´t help him. All I could I did. I pointed him some steps, I presented him to the volunteers manager and everything else. But now every week he calls me to know when is the next event he can work. Today I was getting here and he call me to say he saw an interview of the general secretary on tv yesterday. He asked if we were all talking about it (like it never happened), and of course, asked about the next events and when we are gonna set our next appointment.
Well, i didn´t set any agreements with him that I would go there periodically. I´ll go there whenever *I* want, not acording to his wishes or needs. You just can´t call a client in the morning, not identify yourself and cut some cr*p about how is everything because you want to work.
If he didn´t change phone numbers every time he calls me I would block him for good.
And I´m glad.
I think I had a great time by not knowing what would happen!
Now I can read it in peace. Period.
2- On some other news, I went trackking with some friends. You know, pretend I´m healthy, only I discovered I couldn´t leave my sedentary life behind. I couldn´t breath and now every muscle in my body hurts!
And that was only the smallest hill in the city (The first Sugar Loaf hill = Morro da Urca). It was me, two friends, my b/f and 2 little girls (one 5 and one 11). Of course the 5 year-old beat the hell out of me!
Just tell me if I´m stupid: I accepted to go to another track next week with them, a longer one.
I know I lost my sanity in the middle of that "jungle".
3- I have no problems with the "you help me, I help you" social behaviour, but there are limits. One very thin line between interest and abuse.
I have a massage therapist that is a really nice professional, but he´s put into his head that he would work on the Pan American Games. First of all, I can´t help him. All I could I did. I pointed him some steps, I presented him to the volunteers manager and everything else. But now every week he calls me to know when is the next event he can work. Today I was getting here and he call me to say he saw an interview of the general secretary on tv yesterday. He asked if we were all talking about it (like it never happened), and of course, asked about the next events and when we are gonna set our next appointment.
Well, i didn´t set any agreements with him that I would go there periodically. I´ll go there whenever *I* want, not acording to his wishes or needs. You just can´t call a client in the morning, not identify yourself and cut some cr*p about how is everything because you want to work.
If he didn´t change phone numbers every time he calls me I would block him for good.