I am currently in class. If the following is slightly jumbled it is because I'm trying to listen to my teacher at the same time.
I have been told before (by my father) that I am hard to get along with. I never understood what it is about me that makes me hard to get along with. And all my friends want to sugar coat things and say "it's their loss if they don't like you" or "No Becky you are different from people but that's why I love you." Well I didn't need that. I want someone to be blunt with me when I ask questions like that.
Today at work there is a girl I work with. I really enjoy her company. There are people in this world that I merely tolerate their company. This one girl had a project going and I had either finished mine or did not have one. She had quite a few things ahead of her on her list of "chores" so I jumped in and helped out. She wondered how to do one thing and so I offered her what I knew. What happened later made me think back on this and I wondered if I began to over step my boundaries?
Later I saw her doing a new chore and she didn't know how to do it correctly. (She merely had never done this thing, was never taught yet.) So I helped her with that. I didn't know how to make it sound... nice?... so I was just kinda blunt with a pleasant tone of voice. She disappeared off the floor for a few minutes and over the radio my boss told me he wanted me in such and such place. Then she reappeared from the back room. I have a feeling she got upset with me. Maybe she felt like I was... stepping in to much? I mean... if I know how something is done correctly and you don't shouldn't I stop you before you get too far into your project? I would want someone to do the same thing for me. I would HATE to do something and spent 30 minutes to do it just to find out someone WATCHED me do it wrong. I would want someone to help me so I don't touch everything a second time. Right the first time... right???
But she felt offended I think and now I feel bad. I really like talking to her. She's a sweet girl and funny and makes the day go by faster. All that stuff that makes work fun. I would hate to hurt her feelings.
Wednesday, November 8, 2006
Labels: Work
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