So I was talking to Zupan about her softball team. The late summer season just started, and she rallies her troops on a Saturday morning to throw the ball, run the bases and spit a little innocent chatter.
It's still fun to get out there she says. I asked her if they still do the verbal butt pats. You know:
"Good Eye!"
"Good Job!"
"Nice Hustle!"
"Shake it off!"
And so on...
I told her HM said to me at the end of a mtg, "Good Job!". It wasn't quite running off the infield after a double play to close out half an inning, but you know, I'll take it.
I told her I think I need more verbal butt patting.
Zupan said, "No kidding huh? When else in life do we get that? I'd love if after a class that I busted my ass preparing for, a student would come up to me and say, "Nice Lecture!!"
Until then I'll have to try and manage my own neediness -- maybe tape up a "Good Job!" affirmation under my keyboard. ha!
nah.
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