Sometimes I think I’m really a cold-hearted person inside this warm fuzzy exterior. I just have such little tolerance for people who are marginal to my self-cultivated norms. I guess everyone’s like that, but… for instance, this one guy came in and asked me a bunch of questions, then he asked Craig the same questions. But all the while he kept talking and talking and talking, and re-iterating and re-iterating and re-iterating… it was so annoying to me, because it seemed like he had no faith in either me or Craig. I was finally like, “Look, just trust him. It’ll look really good, okay?!!!!” I just get so frustrated! A regular client of mine, who’s a rehabilitation counselor said that the guy seemed like he was on cocaine. No wonder. I hate it when people come in on drugs or booze.

I sure am a lucky bunny! I really sometimes don’t think I deserve having such giving friends. Sigh!