interesting developments
1. Dealing with losers
The reason I like hanging out with my college friends is because they are all successful. They are at the top of their careers, are financially-secure, and have hobbies outside of work/regular coffee dates. Successful friends DON’T NEED ANYTHING FROM ME. We hang out because we want to.
Unsuccessful friends adj. (uhn-suhk-ses-fuhl fr nds) – those who can’t support themselves financially, are in emotional limbo, or both – are very annoying. They do not call or email me just to say hi. They only contact me when they need help with a problem, which is every waking moment of every single day. When they invite me to dinner, (a) I have to pay, (b) we have talk about them and them alone, and (c) I end up doing them a favor, or (d) at least wasting a minimum of two hours feeding their needy egos. Like I said, they are very annoying adj. (ver-ee uh-noi-ing).
The thing with these ver-ee uh-noi-ing uhn-suhk-ses-fuhl fr nds is that they make me feel guilty. I can’t dump them/ignore them/not help them. But I’m quickly losing my patience and just want to cut them off from my life.
What should I do?
2. The empire grows
We just bought our own office space (a small commercial space in a new condominium along a major thoroughfare). It’s not much bigger than the space we are now renting, but it makes a sensible investment. We are moving in come April. We will probably stay there for two years or so, then sell for a profit.
I sound like a haughty Wall Street trader. That was my dream when I was five.
3. Downer
It’s the end of the year, which for small companies like us means the dreaded ‘accounting time.’ According to every business book I consulted, our profit after expenses is very decent for a start-up. Still, it’s smaller then I projected. My projections, of course, are skewed. My dreams are hardly ever realistic.
Sure, we’re investing, we’re expanding our product lines, we’re etc etc. It does not make sense for me to feel discouraged when the company is still in very good shape. But I AM a perennial hoarder-worrier. What I have is never enough.
The reason I like hanging out with my college friends is because they are all successful. They are at the top of their careers, are financially-secure, and have hobbies outside of work/regular coffee dates. Successful friends DON’T NEED ANYTHING FROM ME. We hang out because we want to.
Unsuccessful friends adj. (uhn-suhk-ses-fuhl fr nds) – those who can’t support themselves financially, are in emotional limbo, or both – are very annoying. They do not call or email me just to say hi. They only contact me when they need help with a problem, which is every waking moment of every single day. When they invite me to dinner, (a) I have to pay, (b) we have talk about them and them alone, and (c) I end up doing them a favor, or (d) at least wasting a minimum of two hours feeding their needy egos. Like I said, they are very annoying adj. (ver-ee uh-noi-ing).
The thing with these ver-ee uh-noi-ing uhn-suhk-ses-fuhl fr nds is that they make me feel guilty. I can’t dump them/ignore them/not help them. But I’m quickly losing my patience and just want to cut them off from my life.
What should I do?
2. The empire grows
We just bought our own office space (a small commercial space in a new condominium along a major thoroughfare). It’s not much bigger than the space we are now renting, but it makes a sensible investment. We are moving in come April. We will probably stay there for two years or so, then sell for a profit.
I sound like a haughty Wall Street trader. That was my dream when I was five.
3. Downer
It’s the end of the year, which for small companies like us means the dreaded ‘accounting time.’ According to every business book I consulted, our profit after expenses is very decent for a start-up. Still, it’s smaller then I projected. My projections, of course, are skewed. My dreams are hardly ever realistic.
Sure, we’re investing, we’re expanding our product lines, we’re etc etc. It does not make sense for me to feel discouraged when the company is still in very good shape. But I AM a perennial hoarder-worrier. What I have is never enough.
posted by Ingrid C. at 10:31 AM
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