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No longer logging for now
For a while I had the oddest sensation that I was chronicling my life as it came to an end here on Tumblr. Maybe I've lightened up a bit. Probably have 30 years left. I still have the conviction that if i passed tomorrow I'd have lived 3 lives compared to many of my schoolmates.
So, I shall keep writing. Why? Because I was here.
Legacy
The older I get the more I want to tell the stories I experienced. I'm one of those folks who went a lot of places and did a lot of things. Those moments shouldn't be lost like tears in the rain. But I debate, is this the format, or do I YouTube my stories? Thing is, some of my stories shouldn't be told where I be identified. :) Not illegal, just judged. What to do?
Being Papa
One time I had to work for this terrible narcissistic guy. He was so damaged I should feel sorry for him but the toxicity wiped that out.
In the morning he was hungover from his nightly drinking. He asked me to send him "the information". I asked which information in particular? He answered "What? Answer my question with a question?! You and me in the meeting room now!".
So in the meeting room he began an debate about "my attitude".
I asked professionally three times what information he needed. Each time he said "No! I want to talk about your attitude".
He was transparent enough to see he was damaged by Daddy. I'm a long time Daddy so I got Daddy on him.
"You better think long and hard before you drag me into this meeting room ever again with this kind of talk." said I.
He looked deflated.
Never happened again. Don't tread on me my friend.