Exhibit A

An example of how my extreme need to please others and knack for not giving a shit often come to be at odds with one another:

I feel very guilty for not going out with a bunch of my coworkers tonight to wish a fellow employee off as he makes his way into the real world. And by guilty I mean, GUILTY.

Yet....

I couldn't care less than two craps about most of my coworkers, who I have no real relationships with. Going out with them, is no longer fun.

I don't care. But I do.
Isn't that the worst?

At least I got a ton of progress done on my huge senior thesis paper. Oh, who am I kidding....
That's what Sunday is for!