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I can always relate to the characters in the dramas that I watch - the kind of people who are often being taken advantage of because people around them think they can easily be intimidated, the kind of people that have to try really hard at work because they don't know to kiss other people's butts and the kind of people that can't say 'no' to any requests for help because then things will be hard at work. 

Their kindness just make people want to make them do more, sometimes the things that are being asked for are just for their own personal interests. For example, you work as an accountant but you are also gifted to draw people well. Or maybe you are just a freelance artist that tries to make a living by selling your pieces while you wait to land a permanent job. One of your colleagues or friends know about your talent and ask you to draw his portrait for free. Then, the next week he asks for another two portraits. Also for free. Ohh... have I mentioned the requests come with deadlines too?  

I have experienced almost a similar kind of thing myself while others are what I heard from my friends' complaints about life and work. It makes me realise something.





Talent donation is great and all. But, donate wisely. Don't donate to bullies.

Your words such as, "While you're doing nothing right now, why don't you help me with this ..." kind of thing are enough to piss me off. And the best part is you expect the work to be done for free. Hah.

If I am to hear that kind of words from you, I might as well get paid for it, hon. (This is me talking in my head while picturing myself as some characters in a drama ahem..)




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