I don’t like to bother people so I won’t bother you with a long, boring story about how I have to bother somebody at work today and how much I don’t like doing that.
Because I don’t like to bother people, I often work harder on my own, which seems appropriate on Work Harder Day.
I don’t like to bother people so I won’t bother you with too many images or too much info today.
I don’t like to bother people so I’m not going to bother my red-headed son about it being Kiss a Ginger Day.
Here’s what I find when I search YouTube for “I Don’t Like to Bother People.”
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I don’t like to bother people, so I won’t ask ask for comments today, but I will express my gratitude for you!
If I have a fear, it is of anyone thinking I’m too lazy to do it myself or that I think things must be done for me, so I will go to great lengths to avoid having to ask anyone to do something for me. I don’t even like to “bother” folks at the admissions desk until they actually beckon me forward. So I get your discomfort when you feel there is no other choice than to bother someone. It’s okay, though, Ann. Sometimes that’s what other people are there for. 🙂
Thanks for bothering to leave this comment, which is very helpful!
Harley and Joan took turns posing in the same spot. Maybe they think it’s a photo studio?
I’m always bothering the cats by taking pictures of them, so I guess it is like a photo studio!
it sometimes bothers me to have to bother someone, but i’m getting better at asking for help when i need it
With all the help you give others, beth, I’m glad you are asking for help when you need it.
One of my favorite stories is Henry James, traveling with Edith Wharton, asking for directions. Wharton wrote about it:
While I was hesitating and peering out into the darkness James spied an ancient doddering man who had stopped in the rain to gaze at us. ‘Wait a moment, my dear—I’ll ask him where we are’; and leaning out he signalled to the spectator.
‘My good man, if you’ll be good enough to come here, please; a little nearer—so,’ and as the old man came up: ‘My friend, to put it to you in two words, this lady and I have just arrived here from Slough; that is to say, to be more strictly accurate, we have recently passed through Slough on our way here, having actually motored to Windsor from Rye, which was our point of departure; and the darkness having overtaken us, we should be much obliged if you would tell us where we now are in relation, say, to the High Street, which, as you of course know, leads to the Castle, after leaving on the left hand the turn down to the railway station.’
I was not surprised to have this extraordinary appeal met by silence, and a dazed expression on the old wrinkled face at the window; nor to have James go on: ‘In short’ (his invariable prelude to a fresh series of explanatory ramifications), ‘in short, my good man, what I want to put to you in a word is this: supposing we have already (as I have reason to think we have) driven past the turn down to the railway station (which in that case, by the way, would probably not have been on our left hand, but on our right) where are we now in relation to…’
‘Oh, please,’ I interrupted, feeling myself utterly unable to sit through another parenthesis, ‘do ask him where the King’s Road is.’
‘Ah—? The King’s Road? Just so! Quite right! Can you, as a matter of fact, my good man, tell us where, in relation to our present position, the King’s Road exactly is?’
‘Ye’re in it’, said the aged face at the window.
When I feel like I’m bothering people, I’ll remember Henry James. Thanks, Chris!
I love that story. So James talked the way he wrote, huh? I am currently rereading “Portrait of a Lady” which was serialized in The Atlantic – I’m reading old Atlantics, and even though I’ve already read PoaL, I couldn’t resist. I love sorting through Jamesian prose, but I can’t say I would understand Jamesian speech any more than that doddering old man. I would, indeed, be the doddering old woman standing next to him. 🙂
The world needs people who don’t like to bother other people.
The world needs people like you!
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When I’m convinced it’s their job and I don’t think they’re trying very hard to do it well, I don’t much mind bothering people, Ann.
Thanks for bothering to share your wisdom, my friend.
Your never bothering us Anne! I think I can say that with certainty! Xo
Thanks, Carol anne!