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Phew
06.12.09 (3:39 pm)   [edit]
I thought I wasn't going to be able to move on Monday because the elevator in my new building broke down! The caretaker called me and told me the news. He also told me that the elevator might not be fixed until Monday since they don't work weekends. I wish he hadn't told me until he knew for sure. As soon as I found out, I rescheduled the movers because I didn't want to take any chances. But then I talked to someone from the developer and he said that they were fixing the elevator and progress was looking good. But now the caretaker just called me back to let me know the elevator is working again. So I've called everyone to reschedule me back to the original date/time. Yay for moving!

I was thinking about the counselor said to me earlier this week. She told me I had too many rules. When she said that, I was flabbergasted. As far as I was concerned, I'd never made ANY rules for Mr. Nick. I've never told him what he absolutely can or cannot do, so I don't know how this notion of me and rules came up. I am not a controlling person. The only thing I've ever requested is no phone calls after 10, but Mr. Nick still calls me then anyway.

But something came up for him while I was in Boston. He had a very bad experience with a dermatologist. He mentioned it in one line of an email. I had replied to that email offering some words of comfort. He replied to my response, but it was just mostly venting about what his doctor said about the dermatologist. I didn't bother replying to that email for a number of reasons:

1. The doctor that badmouthed the dermatologist wasn't doing anyone any favours and I didn't want to feed into the negativity. Mr. Nick just regurgitated everything the doctor said, but I was thinking...why don't you stop reliving that and move forward towards thinking about getting better?
2. I felt like all Mr. Nick wanted was pity from me, and I didn't want to give him any.
3. I was going to be home in two days, and since he's not diligent about replying to my emails, I didn't think it was necessary to reply to his email with high priority. (It was a little "here's a taste of your own medicine."
4. After the lengthy diatribe about what his doctor said, he ended the email with one line to say he was hoping I was having a better time in Boston [than what he was going through].
5. It would have been too much of a pain to reply to his email saying everything I would have by typing in my iPod.

Although I had free wifi, the only time I was at a computer was when I borrowed my cousin's laptop -- hence only two blog posts while I was gone!

In counseling, we talked about his medical emergency and my lack of response to it. What he had really wanted was for me to contact him by phone. I said if he really needed to, he could have called me. I had my cell phone with me all the time, and I told him exactly what hotel and what room I was staying in. But he took it as a rule that I did not want phone calls while I'm away. I would prefer not to, honestly, but what did he think I was going to do if he called? Hung up on him? Told him I didn't want to talk to him? Tell him I hated him and to never call again? What would have been the worst thing to happen if he called me?

Like, seriously!

On a more positive note, I did a presentation for my team yesterday for the first time ever, and when I was done, my boss said I did an excellent job and then asked me if I had participated with Toastmasters before!

 


posted by: bawdy (reply)
post date: 06.13.09 (12:59 pm)

It hardly sounds like a medical emergency, and there wasn't anything you could do to make it better anyway. It sounds like it could have waited a couple of days.



posted by: barnabus1 (reply)
post date: 06.13.09 (1:30 pm)

Sounds like Mr Nick has a rule...don't call me...I'll call you when I need sympathy!
I'm wondering...just curious...any chance that the therapist and Mr. Nick are in cahoots? Where did she get the rules thing??If you didn't tell her....Are they going out together??? just a probably bad idea!



posted by: Ladyg (reply)
post date: 06.13.09 (3:53 pm)

I am confused about you saying Mr. Nick wanted pity and you did't want to give him any. Also why did't he just call you and why did you not call him?




posted by: rosietulips (reply)
post date: 06.14.09 (8:02 am)

Reply to: bawdy
I didn't think it was very serious either, especially since I didn't know what he was going through. It definitely wasn't life threatening. However, he did not feel he could wait and wanted me to call to give him some comfort.



posted by: rosietulips (reply)
post date: 06.14.09 (8:04 am)

Reply to: barnabus1
I talked to Mr. Nick about my "rules." I asked Mr. Nick if he felt I had rules. He said...because apparently if things aren't done a certain way, I get mad. I don't see those as rules. And to me...what if I do get mad if he does something I don't like? He's not always going to do things I like anyway. I can't help it if he perceives everything I say as all or nothing!



posted by: rosietulips (reply)
post date: 06.14.09 (8:07 am)

Reply to: Ladyg
When Mr. Nick went on and on, I took it that he wanted pity, and I don't want to pity people. I didn't call him because I didn't think it was necessary since I'd be in contact with him via text message and email. I also didn't want to pay $1/minute to talk to him especially since there were cheaper ways to communicate. And he didn't call me because he thought I had a rule about no phone calls while I am on vacation. Although it is true I would prefer not to get phone calls while I am away, it doesn't mean someone can't call me if they really needed to talk to me.



posted by: bawdy (reply)
post date: 06.14.09 (12:15 pm)

Reply to: rosietulips

He does have family he could have called too. So why bother you while you're trying to enjoy your vacation? In this case it sounds like he's just being a big baby, although he does have it tough with Chrohn's disease.



posted by: rosietulips (reply)
post date: 06.15.09 (11:04 pm)

Reply to: bawdy
He said he did talk to his parents and his sister visited, but what he wanted was to hear from me! Guess you can't blame the guy! BWAHAHA He may not have made such a big stink about it if I showed more empathy/sympathy towards his burn when I got back, I guess. But still...he could have manned up a little on that.



posted by: bawdy (reply)
post date: 06.16.09 (12:06 pm)

Reply to: rosietulips

Somehow I can't picture Clint Eastwood, Paul Newman or Steve McQueen being so wussy!



posted by: rosietulips (reply)
post date: 06.16.09 (1:55 pm)

Reply to: bawdy
Mmm....Paul Newman sure was hot back in the day.

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