Tabling the discussion


Ms Pope's birthday has passed. Our wedding anniversary is not until September. I think we have now entered into the calm quarter, the season where I can safely complain about every element of her personality and dismiss her most deeply held beliefs.
My current mood may have commenced because of her complaints about this website. The design is boring. And I do not offer my faithful readers the opportunity to "skin" its appearance (see "Pesky Apostrophe" for example).
I am the first person to admit that my design skills and a head injury would qualify me for a temporary position at a Goodwill store. Fine. Acknowledged. But let's see how well my fair maid's design and engineering skills hold up, shall we?
Ms Pope decided months ago that she was going to express herself through mosaics. There were some nice bottles, I believe, and then, the big project: the table. The table that was large. I thought to myself this may eventually be a money-making concern. I can support mosaics on a large table. But it took six months to get our own mosaic table to the point where it is today. And that point? The sides are tiled, but not grouted. Now after several months of non-stop rain and Austin's own brand of ball-molding dampness, the table appears to be cracking. I think that it is collapsing under its own weight. The wood is not strong enough to hold the few hundred pounds of broken plates that have been shellacked to its surface.
I brought the topic up with my talented helpmeet. Delicately. She had a very calm appraisal of the situation. So what? She just built it to see how it would turn out. And, what the fuck are we going to do with a cracking self-destructing POORLY ENGINEERED table that weighs several hundred pounds? Do we leave it in the neighborly space between our yard and the Taulle's, as it cracks like the House of Usher? Pretty much.

The following is from one of those color analysis publications that drive me crazy. They are like palm reading or the Book of Birthdays. You want to dismiss them out of hand, but you find yourself reading it against your better judgment and completely agreeing with everything it says...

Difficult Person

This section gives an overview of the kind of person popemark is likely to have most difficulty understanding and dealing with. The description is based on popemark's opposite Insights Type. Recognising these characteristics can help in developing strategies for personal growth and enhanced interpersonal effectiveness.

Recognising your Difficult Person:

popemark's opposite Insights type is the Helper, Jung's "Feeling" type.
Helpers are warm, understanding and sociable individuals who strive for positive relationships with people both at work and at home. They are usually sensitive to others and work well in a team situation. However, popemark may observe that the Helper takes criticism personally and finds it difficult to become authoritative or objective with others when necessary. Helpers sometimes have difficulty in making key decisions without consultation.
popemark will notice that people are far more important to the Helper than the accomplishment of tasks. The Helper's nature tends to be personable, which may mean that popemark sees them as fickle or soft. Helpers can be stressed in fast moving, impersonal situations which change without warning. Helpers display their emotions and usually have limitless patience for those who are dependent on them. They will usually ignore judgements that rely heavily on logical analysis -- often the judgement preferred by popemark.
Helpers will tend to avoid telling someone an unpleasant truth or tell it in an affirmative way. Helpers are accommodating and occasionally self-effacing and are always content to support others without expecting much in return. popemark may see the Helper idealising others and adopting a romantic version of people and their potential.

Do I have to state the obvious? I married my exact opposite. I am a cliche. And the table is rotting in the front yard.

Posted: Thu - May 5, 2005 at 12:16 AM        


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