Dear Doctor BS,
My friends say I'm indecisive. One friend in particular says it really annoys him. I don't feel like I'm indecisive, I just want to be sure I have all the information so I can make the best choice. I like to weigh the pros and cons before I make a decision. My friend says he doesn't want to go to lunch with me any more because it takes me too long to pick a restaurant, and then our lunch break is over. I tell him that he should pick then, but he doesn't like that answer either. What can I do to let my friends know that I'm not being indecisive, I just don't want to make a bad choice?
CV
Dear CV,
Your friends are right. You are indecisive. It's because you're afraid of not being perfect. Time to let go of that one, honey, because nobody is perfect except Doctor BS.
Here's a method for better decision making:
1. Is it a big choice or a little choice? Big choices include who to marry, whether to have children, and whether to get behind the wheel after a night of tequila shooters. Big choices have a big effect on the rest of your life. Feel free to weigh the pros and cons.
2. If it's a little choice, for example where to go for lunch, pick two of the more appealing options and flip a coin. It's that simple. Keep the little choices fast and painless by always carrying a good flipping coin. If you're superstitious, get a nice fancy flipping coin and tell yourself it's lucky. Trust me, for the little choices in life, it's not going to steer you wrong.
Doctor BS
Showing posts with label workplace. Show all posts
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Sunday, December 2, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
My coworkers are ugly, smelly, and annoying. Help!
Dear Doctor BS,
My life is a living hell. I work overtime every day at a job I used to love, until the last person I actually liked got fired. Now my cubicle is completely surrounded by morons. On the right is the smelly idiot who eats stinky food all morning and farts all afternoon. On the left is the noisy idiot who plays the radio on a horrible smooth jazz station all day long, with the volume just loud enough that I can hear it but not the manager. And in the cubicle across from me is the ugly idiot, a quasimodo so hieous that a Freddy Krueger mask would be a step up, so ugly that "Pizza Face" would be a compliment. I can't afford to quit this job, but I can't stand this any longer. Please help!
TL
Dear TL,
Some people would suggest earplugs, a different feng shui for your desk, and a fan, while you being a job search. Others would say a straightforward talk with the offenders would help matters. And yet others would prescribe a little soul-searching, for surely you are at least as annoying to someone as your coworkers are to you; judge not lest ye be judged, and all that.
But in truth your problem has a very simple solution: alcohol.
Start getting drunk at work and you will find yourself happier as you sing along with the muzak, openly insult Pizza Face, and when the booze gets the best of you make sure to vomit into the smelly cube-mate's trash. Work will be more fun and you'll always have a head start on your weekends.
Doctor BS
My life is a living hell. I work overtime every day at a job I used to love, until the last person I actually liked got fired. Now my cubicle is completely surrounded by morons. On the right is the smelly idiot who eats stinky food all morning and farts all afternoon. On the left is the noisy idiot who plays the radio on a horrible smooth jazz station all day long, with the volume just loud enough that I can hear it but not the manager. And in the cubicle across from me is the ugly idiot, a quasimodo so hieous that a Freddy Krueger mask would be a step up, so ugly that "Pizza Face" would be a compliment. I can't afford to quit this job, but I can't stand this any longer. Please help!
TL
Dear TL,
Some people would suggest earplugs, a different feng shui for your desk, and a fan, while you being a job search. Others would say a straightforward talk with the offenders would help matters. And yet others would prescribe a little soul-searching, for surely you are at least as annoying to someone as your coworkers are to you; judge not lest ye be judged, and all that.
But in truth your problem has a very simple solution: alcohol.
Start getting drunk at work and you will find yourself happier as you sing along with the muzak, openly insult Pizza Face, and when the booze gets the best of you make sure to vomit into the smelly cube-mate's trash. Work will be more fun and you'll always have a head start on your weekends.
Doctor BS
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