On Friday I was asked to work an extra shift but I really didn't want to and didn't have the guts to say no because I felt bad so got my friend to say no for me. Still, I went home feeling really guilty about it even though I had no reason to! Anyway, after about 10 hours of deliberating, I decided at 11pm that I was not going to do the shift. I was going to enjoy my Saturday off because I'd be working again on Sunday.
That was until I got a text from a friend saying that they'd really appreciate me coming in. After reading that message, that was me roped in and I jumped out of my bed into my car. I thought that by hiding on another floor, none of my colleagues would find out, that was until I ran into my consultant who'd come to see a patient. Bottom line is, I've lost the respect of everyone I work with for not being able to say 'NO!' My sister calls me the world's biggest pushover. The title used to belong to my mum so it's definitely in my genes.
I actually went to google 'people pleaser' and it's nicknamed 'the disease to please'. I still get a good feeling knowing that I've helped someone out and shared their load, plus I get paid for it! But not sure if I'm bordering on pathological! Guess I'll leave that to my sister, the budding psychologist, to diagnose. Though I have this morbid fear of confrontation as well which is probably why. Don't think I'm completely nuts yet because this side of me didn't surface til this incident and people seem to think I'm quite firm. We'll keep that illusion going for as long as we can, though probably not for much longer.
Enough ranting for now. I'm off to watch an audience with Buble.. I love Michael Buble!
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