the other side of the mountain

After my last play, I made a few noises to the effect that I was planning to take a break from the boards until sometime next year. It obviously didn’t take too long for my plans to end up in shreds and tatters, because once again I find myself embroiled in rehearsals for a new production.

What makes this situation just a tiny bit irksome (apart from the fact that my buddy Richard Head is also in the cast+) is the sure knowledge that I succumbed to the most basic of the suggested techniques from Chapter 1 of ‘Emotional Blackmail – A Practical Guide To Getting Your Own Way’

Knowledge does not necessarily translate into power, because it’s really, really difficult to say no to someone who looks at you with pleading puppy-dog eyes and whines, “But we neeeeed you”. It’s even more difficult to refuse when this little scenario plays out in a room filled with people all eagerly following the discussion. Bastards.

I am forced to conclude that my pathetic desire to please others can only stem from deep-rooted feelings of inadequacy. Fortunately, I am now able to blame these on my ex-wife.

+ Someone please kill me