Obsess Much?
I admit it. I obsess.
It's almost always over the little things, and it happens more now that I stay home.
Example 1:
We have had a total of 3 assignments in my Intro to Law class. I got a perfect score on the first two, and on the third I got a 70 out of 74. I should be happy, because the average points over the entire class on that last assignment was around 56, and I had the 2nd highest score in the class.
Not good enough.
The instructor is giving us a chance to rewrite our briefs in order to raise our scores. I'm wringing my hands because I already have a 97% in the class and I think she'll come at me with a butcher knife if I rewrite mine in order to get those extra 4 points I've missed. I'm thinking it'll just piss her off.
Example 2:
On a lark, I applied to columnist for the local paper. The community at large was summoned to submit columns and several would be chosen to write 4 opinion columns over the next 12 months. I was chosen. They must have a photo of me to run in the paper.
Gasp!
Well, I generally hate having my photos taken, so off I went with the camera into the bathroom (because it is the only room in the house that would provide a decent solid background that isn't, oh, PURPLE or something) and proceeded to take photo after photo. I'm not happy with a single one. Greg is at a client's so I can't bounce them off him, and he wouldn't like it anyway, because you know -- someone has to make some money around here. Plus his judgment is clouded by the fact that he loves me and wouldn't say anything negative. So I'm bouncing them off my sister Anita, because she was never afraid of insulting me when we were kids.
har har!
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