8th Thing Wrong with Me
October 8, 2008
All of my life I did very poorly in all my jobs. However, in many of my jobs I would sometimes solve problems or perform tasks nobody else could solve or perform. To describe the general attitude about me by most of the bosses I’ve ever had, the term I use is exasperation. To describe the attitude I have about most of the bosses I had, the term I use is exasperation.
Exasperation neither tastes very good nor is it very nutritious. In fact, exasperation tastes exactly like lima beans, except worse. I once read an article in a Black Muslim newspaper (American “Black Muslims,” not black Muslims in Nigeria) seriously (I guess) asserting that lima beans were the product of a plot by white people to poison black people. I am not making this up.
When my daughter was little, about the age Random Granddaughter is now, we used to eat frozen mixed vegetables (heated up, of course).
(The heated up frozen vegetables were the vegetable “course” along with the main course we were having on a particular evening. The main course might be hamburger or macaroni and cheese. We have never eaten very “fancy” most of the time, and we were rather “poor” at the time, though not homeless or starving.)
The frozen vegetables (which we no longer eat, because we eat fresh vegetables we grew or purchased at the famers market) included a few lima beans. My daughter refused to eat lima beans and insisted we pick all the lima beans out of her serving before she would eat it. Then, when she was about five years old, Random Daughter decided she liked lima beans, and my wife and I would pick the lima beans out of our servings and add them to my daughter’s serving. However, we have never tried to grown lima beans in our gardens.
What do lima beans have to do with my doing poorly at my jobs? Did I mention my ADHD problem?