Things I've learned
It's not good to speak your mind. That just makes you an asshole.
If you are the type to speak your mind, be prepared to have most negative things blamed on you.
No matter one's intentions, you will inevitably piss someone off, hurt someone's feelings or disappoint someone. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Don't be the one who people come to in order to vent. You'll be blamed for being negative.
Spirit and feistiness and being passionate about things just brings trouble. It's better to be meek and quiet.
Don't speak your mind. Most thoughts are better left in the head and not out of the mouth.
When you are the type who is naturally honest and up front, people don't like that. So in return, they try to up the nastiness factor in being honest with you. Because obviously having a limited filter between the brain and the mouth means that you are evil.
Yep, I'm learning a lot of things this week.
So what have you learned?
If you are the type to speak your mind, be prepared to have most negative things blamed on you.
No matter one's intentions, you will inevitably piss someone off, hurt someone's feelings or disappoint someone. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Don't be the one who people come to in order to vent. You'll be blamed for being negative.
Spirit and feistiness and being passionate about things just brings trouble. It's better to be meek and quiet.
Don't speak your mind. Most thoughts are better left in the head and not out of the mouth.
When you are the type who is naturally honest and up front, people don't like that. So in return, they try to up the nastiness factor in being honest with you. Because obviously having a limited filter between the brain and the mouth means that you are evil.
Yep, I'm learning a lot of things this week.
So what have you learned?
posted by Bravie at 6:43 AM
39 Comments:
*evil eye* You're letting her win.
Nobody's won anything.
Spirit and feistiness and being passionate about things just brings trouble. It's better to be meek and quiet.
Would you please edit this out. Breezy doesn't need to know this.
*kicks momma*
Who do you think I am going to have teach me?
HEY! No kicking me! I'm sticking up for you, little crabbypants.
And Carey? for today, you shall be known as big crabbypants. *grin*
Sure, come into my blog and call me fat. Hrmph.
No, you're just taller than little crabbypants.
Now, get thy crabby ass to my blog. I have a present for you.
Were not! You were picking on me. *pout* wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Who has crabs? Does it itch?
Oh I learned that squeeze cheese from a can scares me at the end. It makes a horrible noise when there is nothing left.
I also am scared to open those tubes of dough for biscuits and cinnamon rolls. I hate the popping sound.
Apparently the county offices in a certain Texas county have the crabs. They had to shut down the buildings for a day to fumigate. Ewwwww!
Oh great. Has the runaway train just left the station?
*whack* Snap out of it. Carey, take a deep breath. Think about what you can change and think about what you need to accept. You have two options: 1. Change your job. 2. Change your mindset about your current job.
I know it sounds like I am glossing over things with hyper-simple advice, but sometimes it comes down to this. Lord knows I have to be the adult in the house right now when all I want to do is unravel just a little.
You have a nice vacation coming up. Retreat and try to come back with a new perspective.
And as much as you like the potential new owners, I find it highly unprofessional that he keeps coming to you with the details of the deal. You do not need to know all this round table stuff.
Sorry if you dislike what I have to say but I play mommy all day and sometimes mommy has to make up unpopular boundaries. Like today's boundary: you may not eat bananas all day long.
*puts away banana I was about to have*
May I eat Cadbury eggs all day?
That's why I love the Monstah. *grin*
Breezy gets bananas!
I probably should have emailed you what I wanted to say. But I hate seeing you down and angry. So I posted right away.
MONSTY! Carey's eating all the bananas!
You don't need to email me. I like when you give good advice. Other people should be privy to how smart you are. *smooch*
However, I am a little mad that you are allowing Breezy to have bananas. That? makes me angry and want to throw coffee cans.
mmmmm bananas
Here Breezy. Let's invite Momma over and I will give you some Cadbury Eggs to dip your banana in. And you know what? Here is some ice cream too. You can both make yummy post Easter banana splits.
That's not very nice of you, Monsty.
You spreading your negativity around again?
No, that was a nice cheese spread.
I love me some Monsty! Yay!
Grilled cheese time.
woooohooo banana splits!!!
Grilled Cheese and bananas AND ice cream!? I'm in 2 year old heaven.
I still haven't learned the correct words to the Mexico song.
What is the Mexico song?
This one, Booboo?
Way down here you need a reason to move
Feel a fool running your stateside games
Lose your load, leave your mind behind, baby james
Oh, mexico
It sounds so simple I just got to go
The suns so hot I forgot to go home
Guess Ill have to go now
Americano got the sleepy eye
But his bodys still shaking like a live wire
Sleepy seorita with the eyes on fire
Oh, mexico
It sounds so sweet with the sun sinking low
Moons so bright like to light up the night
Make everything all right
Babys hungry and the moneys all gone
The folks back home dont want to talk on the phone
She gets a long letter, sends back a postcard; times are hard
Oh, down in mexico
I never really been so I dont really know
Oh, mexico
I guess Ill have to go
Oh, mexico
I never really been but Id sure like to go
Oh, mexico
I guess Ill have to go now
I've learned it's good to know snipers. Really, I do. His name is Bob and he worked as a mercenary. I have his phone number.
Ooooooh! Does he travel?
well. I love Monsty. Can I just say that? And I want a grilled cheese. mmmm...
sorry shit still sucks. {{hugs}}
He used to work out of the country. I'm sure he'd be happy to stay in the U.S. :-)
Google Executive Options.
I learned that myspace is a great stalking tool. And when you find the person you had a crush on and they turn out to be a total psychopath, it's both amusing and sad at the same time. :)
I learned that if you ignore Bravie's blog for a few hours whole new topics are started and all possible good answers taken within a very short time.
I learned that I'm actually happy that Larry Birkhead is Anna Nicole's Baby Daddy.
And the green one is wise (but I already knew that).
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