Honestly!

I am not good at saying no.

I am the type of person that says "yes" to requests because I am simply to scared to say no. It's mostly because I'm scared that the other person will no longer "like" me.

Then, after I've said yes, I go around to everyone and anyone and complain about it. It would have been better if I had the courage to say no in the first place. (Memory alert: it's like when I said yes to Jeremy Rands who asked me to my senior prom. I should've said no and we all would have had a better evening! Or, I could have said yes but then at least attempted to have fun. I pretty much avoided him at all costs and never once danced with him! Lame!)

This past week I had the chance to say "no", in a way. It was really a chance to tell someone what I thought, without emotion or anger.

A couple weeks ago I was working at the library when two unknown women approached me. "Are you Steph *******"

I said that I was. The next thing I knew I was being handed a copy of the latest Ensign and having a meet and greet with my so called visiting teachers.

I was mortified.

I couldn't believe they had tracked me to my work, of all places. I was trying to help patrons and supervise my students and they somehow felt it was okay to share an unwanted religious message with me. I felt upset and trapped.

I was very amiable to them while they were there. And though I was angry afterward, I did think the women were trying to be nice, so I resolved not to worry about it.

Then, a week and a half later I ran into one of the ladies by chance. We chatted about this and that, then she brought up the fact that she had come to my work.

"Yeah, about that . . . " I said. "I was pretty uncomfortable that you did that. I would rather you not come to my work."

And I said it! I can't believe it but I did! And the earth didn't spin off its axis. She apologized and said she would call and come to my house next time.

Honesty is cool.