Tuesday, June 16

Pushies

I really don’t care for pushy people, I was born and raised in the south; we aren’t really the pushy type. All laid back and easy going, don’t get me wrong that doesn’t mean we are lazy, just not intrusive to other people’s lives.
This week I had someone come into my “life” that was more so the take over type. That to me is annoying, everything is going smoothly here. I don’t need anyone else’s involvement in my direction.
The “I will be coming over to help you on this” or the “Get ready for me to do...” Nah, not for me, if I want you to come over and help, you will get the green light. If I asked for help; there again, you would get the green light – from me.
Telling me that this is how it is going to be really pisses me off.
A cousin has been going to school a while longer and a few years older than I just graduated from college earning his degree in horticulture and some plant sciences. Great, bully for you – start your own business.
So this dinkus now feels that they can just barge into my “play house” and take over, I say no way and in so many words this is how I talk this morning went:
First off I’m not looking into a partner, I had one before that didn’t work out too well. In fact, I don’t know exactly what that guy is doing now.
Second, don’t assume that “since we are family” that it’s ok to move in on my projects and take over. I’ve worked hard where I am now and have a sorted plan on where I want to go. I like how they way it is thank you very much.
Then I get the whine of “you don’t want to help family out” and “you don’t care about me” spiel. Ok there’s where my comment of “oh grow up and get a real life” came in; using a pity ploy or a guilt trip doesn’t work on me, I will just ignore the remarks and continue on with what I am doing, do it enough and the rudeness will begin to spew out and it will get ugly.
I really don’t understand people that assume you want them to take over your life. It blows my mind in so many ways.
Now this person will probably pout at me for months and not talk to me like some 8 year old not getting their way. So be it.

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