It’s Okay to be the Squeaky Wheel

When I was in high school, I asked my dad why we hadn’t played tennis together in a while, despite the fact that I had mentioned wanting to months earlier, but that he had gone to the park to play pass with my younger brother multiple times during those months. His response? “The squeaky wheel gets the most oil.” I had no idea what that meant, so he explained. My brother kept asking to go to the park and play, so he kept getting what he wanted. Meanwhile, I had only asked for what I wanted once. I just thought that once was enough and that we would eventually get around to playing. Honestly, that was unrealistic. I’m the oldest of four, and we all have our own needs and… Read more »