Why do I feel the need to please the world?
Why do I care what the girl at Tim Hortons thinks of me, or the waitress at the not so fab restaurant??
When confronted with
“Gee Miss, Why would you save up these free doughnuts and bring them in all at once, you are not supposed to do this”. Huff Huff
I just blinked, and startled threw in some extra pleases and thank you’s, as if she was doing me a huge favour by granting my girls their one free doughnut each. I sure as hell didn’t see any rule that said I couldn’t cash in more then one free coupon at a time! Oh and since when is cashing in two free doughnuts instead of one such a big deal!! Why didn’t I tell her just to get me my coffee and doughnuts and do her job. The question is….Why do I care if she likes me?
When presented with an ice cold turkey and stuffing dinner at a local eatery, I did summon up the courage to inform the server that my meal, and Hubby’s were both very cold. She asked if she could stick it in the microwave? Hmmm. Again, it took courage? for me to say “Actually, no. I would prefer a new plate.” Turkey and mashed covered in congealed gravy was not really going to work for me. She begrudgingly agreed and went to get me a new plate. I’m pretty sure it was a sneezer. It was almost as craptastic as the first dinner and I didn’t eat it, and didn’t tell her. Why? I am a ridiculous people pleaser and didn’t want to wreck her day and deal with the hassle, the confrontation. I will admit Hubby was less then pleased and did speak with the manager about this one.
So what is it about me? Why MUST everyone like me? Why do I break into a cold sweat trying to please the world. Maybe I need therapy!
New rule. Next time a coffee serving doughnut slinging chick gives me attitude. I’m going to go all George Costanza on her a$$. (You know….he thought of the witty come back 5 minutes too late, except I’m going to have the witty come back right away and I’m going to use it!!)
Tell doughnut chick if she has a problem with the coupon redemption rules she needs to take it up with her manager not me!! (ohhh even to type it was hard…lol)
Next time I get bad service in a restaurant, I will NOT fear the sneezer. I will be polite, but firm. I happen to know the owners of a restaurant wouldn’t want patrons leaving as unhappy and as hungry as we did.
I am going to stop starting sentences with “I’m Sorry to bother you…” Cause you know what, most times I’m not! I’m just being OVERLY polite and afraid of upsetting every poor soul in the world.
I guess what I’m saying is I’m 38 years old and finally figuring out I really don’t have to take it anymore!
Either that or I have a wicked case of PMS.
Ha. End of Vent.
I learned the opposite lesson as I got older. Apparently not EVERYTHING is George Costanza worthy like my twenty year old self thought. Good luck finding a balance. I’m still working on it. 😉
LOVE IT!!! Stupid people pleaser.
My 2 older sisters told me that as I got older, I’d take less s***.
They said they loved getting odler b/c all the b.s. was disappearing from their lives.
Now in my 40’s, I see what they mean.
This was fabulous! What a great topic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good for you. I need to stop those sentences with “I’m sorry to bother you..” too.
I hate that… I always come up with a great comeback after the fact! Usually in situations like that I just stare… deer caught in headlights…
Oh, I am exactly the same! If I have to ask for something then I always start off by saying, ”I’ll really sorry, but . . . ” It drives me so mad!
I’m at my best with comebacks when I’m having PMS. Rest of the time, I am unfailingly polite. 🙂
You go girl!
I tend to be the same way. I would rather not say anything and just not return to that establishment.
It’s such a female thing, this need to please. We all do it. I say try your new strategy–then come back and tell the rest of us pleasers how it went. Maybe we’ll coat-tail along!
I don’t put up with nuthin! Next time give me a buzz, I’ll handle the bitches for ya! People probably think I’m psycho but if you can’t do your job properly then you’ll be told! They need to be put in there place. Even if that makes us crazy psycho women!
Oh, you and I are soooo similar. Yep, I hear you on this front. I think it’s part Canadian, part having been brought up to avoid confrontation and part plain old girl “niceness/eagerness to please.”
I say break out the George Costanza! (I say this and then I don’t know if I’d do it myself…) 😉
Good luck!
I love this post because it sounds like nearly every woman 🙂 However, if I ever feel like my food isn’t up to par at a restaurant I never send it back just because I’m afraid of what they’ll do to it. Instead if I feel it’s especially terrible I’ll ask for the manager to refund my money or give me a gift card for another time and I’ll go somewhere else.
My sister and I were just having this very conversation. It’s a life-long lesson for some of us!
I totally understand where you are coming from. You’ve just described me 🙂 Some days it drives me crazy being a people pleaser, but then I wouldn’t want to be like some people who are the opposite and so rude!
Didn’t know about the rule of two donuts at the time either. Wow, two donuts why even bring it up in that fashion!
Hope you’re having a better day 🙂
maybe you should gear yourself up for it by listening to “we’re not going to take it” on the drive over…smiles.