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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 113 of 307 our fine association within a decade. Or, they will bow their head and return to portraiture and landscape after a stern talking to. But remember, I am talking about perfectionism here and how Steve had pushed my perfectionist fear button. All members have the perfectionist fear button and we hate to have it pushed. Steve wanted me to surreptitiously follow a Reno cocktail waitress to her private residence! "Steve," I whispered into my phone like there was anyone within ear shot in this rat hole of a casino, "Do you know how many of the cells in the Washoe County jail are filled with idiots who have tried to follow cocktail waitresses home?" "I could find out the exact number for you in just a few minutes but if I had to guess I would say, maybe five. No, maybe fifteen. And they will all be released when they sober up." Noncontentious Nephi has a lot of trouble saying no. Yes, I was here in Reno because of the money, and I needed to escape from the plotting of Meg, Kayla and Julia. But I also must confess that even had I wanted to say no to Steve it would have been difficult. We members of The Church That Shall Not Be Named are not taught to say no, except to things that the church wants us to say no to, like coffee, drugs, creativity and the ability to think critically. Saying no to actual people is almost impossible to us. |
