What do people tell you that you are suppose to do?

Yep, growing up all of the above, parents, teachers, politicians. And it continues into adulthood..
I think Everyone, tells everyone what to do. I think it’s how you go about it that’s important…

My manager and co-workers are always after me to put in for a promotion.

With, a wife a four kids I can definitely use the extra money.

The thing is…I like what I’m doing now.

And I’m good at it.

Doesn’t make much sense to me to exchange my piece of mind and my expertise for a few extra dollars.

They certainly have on occasions and I haven’t always agreed. Usually family, ex boyfriends, husband, colleagues. I will listen to their advice, but only take it if it feels like the right thing for me to do.

I was always told that you need a checking account to own a house. I own a house, never had a checking account. I have also been told to “get ahead,” (whatever that means), you have to accept promotions at work. My employer doesn’t have enough money in the world to “promote me,” as I would and have declined every offer made. I think I’m “ahead,” whatever that means.

I’m an artist (I guess), and I paint. I sell some, sometimes. I’m always told to be more commercial. I paint for myself.
I do have a jewelry line that I wholesale to boutiques, but that can be commercial)

When people tell me what I’m suppose to do, I tell them they should learn how they’re supposed to speak, and then go back to minding my own business like they ought to have done in the first place.

Being in my late twenties, disabled and homebound, and genderqueer, I get a lot of “advice” on what I should do in order to be the way I’m “supposed” to be. I get really goddamn sick of it.

@MacBean: You should stop being so damn awesome. You’re making the rest of us look bad.~

Well, I hear all the time that I should strive for something more than retail. I love working in retail. Not only are my coworkers amazing, but I get so much satisfaction from making a sale. Have you ever convinced someone to buy eighty dollars worth of Harry Potter merchandise? I have. It rocks.

People also tell me that I should be happy to be so short because then I’m not too tall for the boys. I tend to respond to this by saying, “Yes, but if I was six feet tall, I wouldn’t need a boy because I could reach everything myself!”

I never remember being told that I was “supposed” to do anything, other than stand up straight.

In my family-of-origin, in the Jewish tradition, and the world in which we lived, there were obvious patterns of acceptable behavior. I simply behaved myself.

Luckily, it suited me.

I’m always being told that I’m supposed to have children. No, thank you.

People no longer tell me what to do. They know better.

The people who feel they have the right and duty to tell me what I’m “supposed” to do gave up a long time ago. Three tattoos and a bastard child later (pretty bizarre stuff for a woman of my age and the social strata in which I was raised) they now simply shake their heads and tut tut. Such a disappointment am I!

Nobody tells me what I’m supposed to do any more. I think they’re realised that I won’t pay any attention to them.

to go to college. I know its important, but you dont have to go to college to make something of yourself.

You bet , my parents told me all of that and I sure wish I would have listened , because now that I’m older I realize how right they were.

My father told me I was supposed to do better than him. My mother told me I was supposed to do better than my father. High school teachers told me that I was supposed to sit down and shut up. College professors told me that I was supposed to talk back. John Stuart Mill told me to better the world. Aristotle told me to better my mind. Immanuel Kant told me to respect others in order to respect myself. Friedrich Nietzsche told me to respect myself in order to respect others.

Oh, and my English teacher told me that it’s “supposed to,” not “suppose to.”

You don’t hear it anymore, but folks used to be fond of saying:

”...the only thing you have to do is be black and die!”

(I don’t imagine white folks got that bit of advice.)