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Jul. 16th, 2003 08:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesThere are two things I just HATE, and I have to do both of them. This is not the "I hate spiders" sort of hate; spiders give me the creeps, but that's different. It's not the "I hate liver" sort of hate either. I don't like liver, but I don't have to eat it if I don't want to. This is the "I hate this so much that just thinking about it gives me stomachaches and dreading it is keeping me awake at night" sort of hate.
One of these things is calling a perfect stranger to ask for a personal favor. I've gotten that one done already.
The other is telling somebody whose good graces I care about being in that what they want to have happen (and are being somewhat stubborn about) isn't going to happen. I loathe confrontation. I despise the idea of starting one. However, I don't have any choice, so anybody who comes in contact with me in the next week is going to have to put up with me being a basket case about this.
Consider yourselves warned.
One of these things is calling a perfect stranger to ask for a personal favor. I've gotten that one done already.
The other is telling somebody whose good graces I care about being in that what they want to have happen (and are being somewhat stubborn about) isn't going to happen. I loathe confrontation. I despise the idea of starting one. However, I don't have any choice, so anybody who comes in contact with me in the next week is going to have to put up with me being a basket case about this.
Consider yourselves warned.
