Me and Clay Aiken - Invisible

Luckily my self-esteem can take a lickin’ and keep on tickin’, but I continually notice that folks fail to recognize my assistance in their appreciative remarks regarding anything. Now, I’m not talking about some special post or novel preface to give your boy his props, I’m talking about when they have a moment to thank folks – verbally or in writing – I’m not part of the included thank-you. What is even more ironic is that I’m usually the person asked to edit the document that lacks the mention. I started to think that maybe the problem isn’t in their failure to mention me, but in my inability to say, ‘Fuck you bruh…I’m busy and don’t want to use MY time to proofread your shit. Please have the folks you send-up praises for to invest their time in your projects.’ So, rather than complain, it’s time to take responsibility for my actions. Put-up or shut-up. Be warned…if it doesn’t occur to you that I should be thanked along with the graceless goons who grace your list of appreciations, don’t think of me to write, edit or tweak your projects.

On Blast
This is the year…Katherine Hepburn told Redbook, “Never explain, never complain…” Our time is precious and investing ANY of it in people who don’t appreciate it is pointless.
Who is unworthy of your precious time?

Keep passin’ the open windows…