Friday, August 3, 2007

Funny, Funny, Funny (well, to me)

This Starbucks ad came to my inbox today.... I laughed out loud. Since I am 1 year away from being a therapist and I love Starbucks, and my friends always tell me they need me to "therapy-ize" them...I thought this was hysterical. Now, if I can only get these same friends to meet me at Starbucks, my ethical dilemma friends asking me for free therapy will be solved! (Being a friend's therapist is a big no-no to the Therapist Gods) Maybe no one else will find this fun, but for me and my brain, it was enjoyable!!

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

That's good!!

When I was a hairdresser my friends always wanted free haircuts.

What was worse is guys would say - I'll take you to dinner if you cut my hair. I would say - do your other dates have to work for their dinner?

Cute ad! Do you still have it? Can you forward it to me, my friend Michele would love it.

Anonymous said...

Janet, what do you say when your friends want you to therapize them? How do you know the line between regular friendly advice and going beyond your ethical limits?

Janet Patrice said...

Judy -

In the past, I would offer advise from things I have tried in my life or from books I have read, but now that I am more deeply in to the whole process of "becoming" a therapist, I do find myself saying, "I would be happy to talk to you as a friend, but keep in mind, I can't be a therapist for you...but, I can give you some names if you are ready to make changes in your life." That puts the ball in their court and I don't feel drained by conversations that are often not taken as serious as they should or could be. I think friendly advise goes south when someone wants to talk to you about their marriage, their children or whatever is really close to their heart. I find that many want to talk and complain, but few are willing to do the deep personal work it takes to change and to heal. Does that answer your question?

Anonymous said...

Yes, that absolutely answers my question, and I agree that people just want to unload without listening. It drives me crazy, but I guess that's what friends are for, and I think just hearing ourselves say things is part of our thinking process. But when it's the same thing over and over and over it drives me crazy - although now that I think about it that hasn't happened for a while. Maybe my friends are growing up - lol.

Micalanne said...

This is very funny! For me it was babysitting. I was used and abused for many years in the kiddie arena. I loved the children - tolerated the parents. I often think I would like to do childcare again until I think of the parents. My mind quickly reverts to my other options! Someday I will have grandchildren. I won't have to worry about their parents, I already love them.

Janet Patrice said...

I wouldn't choose on purpose to do childcare - I love my child welfare work - but I can go home at 3 pm and be done.

As far as your friend are concerned, Judy, I bet they are the same, but you have set your boundaries and they may know that "Judy does not take kindly to my complaining...." that is a great thing in a friendship for the "complainer" to know that they are no longer welcome to complain, but to give and take equally and to be safe in the friendship - knowing you will be there when and if needed, but not to the point of being poisened by toxicity.

Micalanne said...

"Poisoned by Toxicity" sounds like a great title!

Anonymous said...

It's true, Janet, the only friend I seriously and regularly complain with is Michele (& Micalanne), and with Michele we get it out and crack ourselves up for being so ridiculous! Never have two women been more blessed and complained so much and we know it. :)

And Micalanne, do you remember that one summer years ago when I was in college and had the brilliant idea of doing daycare? It lasted one day.

Anonymous said...

Oh, I just remembered, I just posted a long old complaining blog about being bored. How quickly we forget.

dawnae said...

Oh that is great...there is a little truth there too, me thinks!

Micalanne said...

I had forgotten about your day of day care! How many children did you have that day? And what was it that made you not ever do it again?