Having hippie parents has chained me with a lot of random guilt. Like, I feel really bad when I make an Amazon Prime order and then remember something else I need the next day and place a second order. Because multiple shipments and fossil fuels! and The Environment! Also, anytime I put anything even remotely compostable into the trash. Cue me trudging out into the backyard in the pouring rain with one apple core. I also bagged up all the beer bottles after my birthday party at a bowling alley and brought the smelly bag home with me so I could recycle them.
Clearly G's Catholic Guilt is much easier to bear. lol.
I wish I could compost, but apartment living is not conducive to it. My grandfather was the most frugal person I've ever met - any time I throw away a plastic bag without washing and reusing 10x, I feel a little guilty. The Amazon Prime stuff doesn't bother me because those trucks are driving around regardless. Might as well bring me my totally necessary purchases within two days! lol
I feel guilty causing anyone any type of inconvenience, no matter how slight. It is my mission in life to do everything as efficiently as possible and not need people to go out of their way for me. If they do, I feel like I need to make it up to them. It's weird.
I feel guilty causing anyone any type of inconvenience, no matter how slight. It is my mission in life to do everything as efficiently as possible and not need people to go out of their way for me. If they do, I feel like I need to make it up to them. It's weird.
Dude, I messed up a money order and had to go get it refunded at the post office, and it was a huge pain in the ass because I crossed out one name and wrote the name it was supposed to be (which is apparently the cardinal sin of money orders). It took so long, I thought I was going to DIE! Being the one holding up any kind of line is terrible, but especially at the post office! I thanked the woman so many times she ended up looking at me like, "Um, it's my job, Crazy. Calm down." hahaha
Dude, I messed up a money order and had to go get it refunded at the post office, and it was a huge pain in the ass because I crossed out one name and wrote the name it was supposed to be (which is apparently the cardinal sin of money orders). It took so long, I thought I was going to DIE! Being the one holding up any kind of line is terrible, but especially at the post office! I thanked the woman so many times she ended up looking at me like, "Um, it's my job, Crazy. Calm down." hahaha
LOL
I went through the DD drive-through the other day and had to psych myself up ahead of time because I was going to ask for "just a little bit of cream" in my coffee and how I was going to feel bad about being such an inconvenience. To someone who's job it is to make coffees.
Post by lizardesque on Apr 10, 2015 13:09:56 GMT -5
Oh, I have all sorts of random guilt. I too feel guilty inconveniencing people. Whenever I am at the cashier in a store and there are people in line behind me, I feel like I can't get out of the way fast enough, but then I suddenly become all thumbs and drop change all over the place or can't get my credit card back into the slot in my wallet, and finally I just want to throw my whole wallet at the person in line behind me and say, "Here, take it! I'm sorry!"