Something randomly occurred to me today. It goes along the lines of the, 'everything happens for a reason' theory.
I have problems asking for help. Especially at work. I've perfected the floor I'm on (the busiest of the 3) to be the fastest, most efficient person on it - because I never ask for help. I do it all on my own. I have a lot of pride; is that a sin? (Don't answer that, it was a rhetorical question..heh). Even when I get busy, I wait until the last minute when things are piled up to ask for help (which is a little wrong. I should be asking for it earlier). I'm stubborn, what can I say. Anyways, with this whole.. arm incident thing.. I'm *forced* to ask for help. I can't do everything on my own. So life is teaching me a lesson.
I thought that was interesting.