Be sure to ASK for what you want

Ask For What You Want

Do you remember your parent, or perhaps YOU are the parent that says, “I’m not a mind reader… what do you want?” Or, maybe this is the significant other… you being the ‘other’.  I cannot tell you how many times I have been recklessly angry when people refuse to realize that I am recklessly angry. If I am angry, I want you to know. If I did not get my way, I want you to know. If I am thinking that nothing less than bowing before me begging forgiveness is the only way to soothe my aching heart, I want you to know. Here’s the problem. You don’t know:  You have to ask for what you want….

How could you actually? I didn’t tell you. I gave you hints (you apparently are a slow learner), I ignored you, and I sighed loud enough for the neighbors to ask if our carbon monoxide levels are secure. I give up. Yet, as a parent, I tell my kids, ‘I can’t read your mind… tell me what you want. You would be amazed at the opportunities that open up to you when you ask for things.’ I completely, whole-heartedly, ungrudgingly, believe this. Yet, we all forget it. So many quotes teach us about opportunity’s knock at the door, or the lack of the knock, because you actually have to go outside your door and hunt it down. Either way, we aren’t sharing our wants.

I’ve been in experimental mode lately. I try to think of what I really want, and then instead of wondering why I’m not getting it, I start analyzing my own intent and lack of ambition ( I analyze all day long, friends). Why do we not ask outright for what we want? I think it is due to embarrassment of being different, daring, or odd.  However, I have a great theory and if I weren’t such a nerd, I’d go out and actually develop a documentary on this particular topic.

Think about it…. If someone came up to you and literally ASKED for a dollar… just a dollar…. Many of us would oblige. If they asked for a quarter only, then most of us would say, heck yeah. Being specific, takes us off the hook. It allows us to feel empowered to give in to the desire asked of us…. I digress.

At a pancake house this weekend, my ever so lovely 18 year old daughter, wondered what the hash browns tasted like. I, as any awesome mother would do, dared her to ask the patrons at the next table for a bite. The girl, LITERALLY, stands up, walks to the table of six, and says, ‘That looks really good. Can I try it?’ This establishment did not have tablecloths on their tables, because if they did, I most certainly would have been under it to hide my parenting shame. The man looks at her and says, ‘They are delicious. Sit down and I’ll get you an extra plate to share mine. Oh geeze… who raised this kid? She freaking sits down. Freaking, SITS down and eats the man’s hashbrowns.  Later, when I no longer look sunburned, she says, ‘What? You told me to ask for what I want’. — Ole’ sweet, sweet, blonde girl… I meant a raise, not hashbrowns.

But I thought, analyzed, and learned. She feels empowered. Her next move is to go to the movies, sit by a person with popcorn and ask him/her to SHARE with her. I think it will work. I think she is out of her dang mind, but I also think she is on to something amazing. Ask for what you want. Period. What’s the worse case scenario? No??? If you don’t ask, then no is your answer anyway. I am now motivated. I’m going to ask the next policeman to not give me a ticket, the hotel receptionist to upgrade me for free, and I may just someday ask someone for a dollar. You never know…. 100,000 people later, and I am mortgage free 😉

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