Goody Two-Shoes

I’m not the complaining type. Honest, I’m not. But the tea lady was late this afternoon. She normally comes around 3pm to deliver afternoon tea to my desk. She came well past 4pm instead. And I needed to leave already. The tea was still too hot to drink even after allowing 10 more minutes, and I didn’t want to burn my tongue. I couldn’t wait anymore so I left the steaming cup of tea on my desk.

All the way home, I felt guilty. And I felt ridiculous too. It’s ridiculous to feel guilty for not finishing my cup of tea. But I couldn’t help it. What is wrong with me? It’s just a cup of tea! But I felt bad for wasting the water, the electricity that heated it, the tea, the sugar and the effort of the sweet lady.

Is this what some people meant when they say I am a nice person? Because I always care for how others feel? But they got it all wrong. I don’t always care for how others feel. I am selfish. I consider myself the most important person in the world, bar none. But people don’t know that. They think I’m just joking when I say that.

Is this also what some people meant when they say that I am righteous? Because I feel guilty for the slightest things?  But they got it all wrong. Of course I feel guilty - because I do the wrong things all the time. But I don’t go around telling the world that I do the wrong things all the time.

The questions that need answering are, am I righteous or self-righteous? Am I a snob or reverse-snob? Or, am I simply a miss goody two-shoes, full of myself?

Gosh, I need a shrink!!