I’ve never liked inconveniencing people. I don’t want to be a bother. I could absolutely hate my meal and be in the middle of complaining about it, but when the waiter asks how it is, it’s inevitably “very good,” with the “very” elongated for maximum effect. I’ve gotten somewhat better at speaking up as I’ve gotten older. I think it’s because I’ve grown more irritable. Anyway, when I was 19 and a sophomore in college, I went to extremes to people-please. I was shy in college but usually made a friend or two in each class. I had three levels…
Author: Anthony Faccenda
Anthony Faccenda
Based in Providence, Rhode Island, Anthony has spent 15 years working in the nonprofit sector. Once upon a time, he served as a writer and assistant editor for several news websites, covering entertainment and politics, including music reviews and interviews. Anthony was also a freelance researcher for several years, conducting in-depth research for a travel magazine. After more than a decade of technical writing, Anthony has returned to creative writing. His work has previously appeared in publications including GoLocalProv, 990WBOB, Torque News, and Bloody Disgusting.