Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me !
STEVE: (singing)…
Poor Poor Pitiful Me…
Woe…. Woe… is Me
LORI: You’re singing again.
Isn’t that Linda Ronstat’s song “Pitiful Me”® back from the 70’s?
You weren’t even born then.
STEVE: Yes it’s Linda’s song.
I came across it a few days ago and it fits me perfectly.
LORI: Why’s that?
It’s kind of depressing.
STEVE: Cause life is horrible to me.
LORI: Go on…
STEVE: No one likes me.
I have no real friends that care about me.
My boss says I can’t do anything right.
Everyone is mean to me.
Life turns against me every time I try to do something.
I….
LORI: That’s enough.
I get the picture.
So what do you want?
STEVE: I want things to work out for me as their supposed to.
LORI: Which is?
STEVE: Things should turn out good for me when I try something.
Everyone should love me and be really good to me.
My boss should tell me how pleased she is to have me and what a great job I’m doing.
LORI: Sounds nice.
So what are you going to do to get there?
……The Story Ending?
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