The Little Annoyances
Why is it that, the more you need to get done, the more other people keep piling more to-do's on you?
This evening I've been frantically trying to get everything taken out and otherwise taken care of for our departure tomorrow morning, and what do I here but constant harping about why this other thing isn't done yet. I try to explain that my time is finite, and something has to come off my plate to make room for a new thing, and all I get is rolling eyes and martyred sighs.
I don't think their time magically expands at need. So why do they do?
This evening I've been frantically trying to get everything taken out and otherwise taken care of for our departure tomorrow morning, and what do I here but constant harping about why this other thing isn't done yet. I try to explain that my time is finite, and something has to come off my plate to make room for a new thing, and all I get is rolling eyes and martyred sighs.
I don't think their time magically expands at need. So why do they do?