• 🇰 🌀 🇱 🇦 🇳 🇦 🇰 ℹ️@yiffit.net
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    6 months ago

    If I am asked politely, with a please and thank you, to do something I have no problem with it 99% of the time.

    But if you just drop hints, are rude AF, or straight up demand something, even if I get the hint it makes me not want to do whatever it is you want.

    • Deestan@lemmy.worldOP
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      6 months ago

      Person: “sigh

      Me: …

      Person: “SIGHmakes eye contact with me

      Me: Okay they want something. They are standing over there by the shelves. They are holding a box. Did they take it from the shelf? Or are they putting it back? Probably putting it back, or they would have left with it. Or is it too heavy to walk with? It looks a bit heavy but not that heavy. Maybe they are struggling to put it back in the shelf? Surely they are strong enough if they brace properly. But there is no other reason to just stand there and look helpless? They are probably asking for help in lifting the box up even if they are capable. It is probably some social courtesy thing and they want me to show I like them by offering to help. Yes. That makes sense. Do they expect me to ask if they need help, or just run up and take it from them? Probably not run. Walk casually. Actually, asking if they need help is safest. That is the correct response. … I DON’T WANT TO DO THIS FUCKING PUZZLE WHEN THEY COULD JUST SAY help please OR SOMETHING

      Them: …?

      Me: blink, smile, go back to work

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      6 months ago

      I get asked if I can do a favor all the time. I am like what are you wanting first. Not about to agree until I know.

      • Clay_pidgin@sh.itjust.works
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        6 months ago

        Hey Weasel, promise me something?

        Hell no! Not until I have an idea of the scale of this pact we’re entering into. Am I obligating myself to call you on your birthday every year? Are we burying a body? Do you want me to keep “reaching for the stars”? Big difference there, Joanne.