Here are my borings notes via the “Memo” app of my smart/cellphone.
1138. I bought $2.13 bottle of apple juice for Maw. I heard the fat Islander man in blue shirt cough loudly when I exited the cafe. He was seated outdoors after speaking in his language standing up for a few minutes. I then went upstairs to 311 and found Maw and Paw no longer in the waiting. Later we went grocery shopping at the DeCA.
1100. The cardiovascular specialist who did the late Miss Taylor’s “jewel” us still stuck in the main hospital. I went upstairs to 311 and told the kindly elderly folks of my parking area – in front of Code Brew | Coffee and More. Maw’s appointment was supposed to have been at 1020. So I’m waiting inside the MB E430 and blogging.
0830. Father Mike was irritated/in a hurry to finish this morning’s mass. I was in good spirits and praying for the parish, its psychotics and pals.
0755. Recalled an incident during my childhood when I pieces of meat/food fell if my paper plate and onto a new today, pink cover. The Shill screamed aloud and cried. It wasn’t that bad but in her mind the pristine material has been dirtied by moi.
0730. Stopped behind light-colored Toyota with license plate number ending on 0747. A space shuttle was being flown around for the last time that day.
And so that is what happens to people like Maw, her and other perfectionists. They cannot control their imperfect environment and get hurt feelings. I see know they could never be wrong either.
You will know a perfectionists, not by their OCD-like behavior but in common traits, such as leadership abilities (meaning constant nagging to the point of biting criticism), attention to details (meaning micro-managing to the point of suffocation) and maternal instincts (meaning emotionally sensitive and caring when necessary, such as cooking and cleaning).
Ah, yes! For the rest if us, we really don’t care and are too relaxed to take the initiative for any course of action. In other words, things that should be corrected or needs to be done will be ignored snag left for these perfectionists to pick up for us later on.
Again, many are under appreciated and will try as the might to hold on to their Pollyanna world by keeping their “children” on place. If it means to be mean and nasty, if it means to be crying for whatever reason, and if it means to play the victim, you will know their parasitic, yet symbiotic relationship.
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