You know the person you just can't stand? No reason for it. Other people have no problem with them. Maybe it's instantaneous. Maybe it grows with time. Regardless, it's nothing you can put your finger on. You just. don't. like them.
It has dawned on me that I am that person. Not for everyone, obviously, but for a woman here in our building. She's our building manager, and more awkwardly, she's the wife of one of Lithus' friends. She's pleasant to me. Professional. But wow...she doesn't like me. She's even tried, and I will give her that completely.
I stay me. I try not to try to hard. I am pleasant and offer conversation. But over the course of the 18 months we've lived in this building, I have simply rubbed her the wrong way.
That person is someone we all know, talk about, roll our eyes, and sigh over. It's really strange when you realize ~ it's you.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
2 comments:
I had an editor who was like that. And I've known others who are like that.
It used to bug me because like you, I would above and beyond to be kind and polite but it wouldn't take.
I've realized that often people are like that because you remind them of some issue or unresolved baggage that they have. An internal problem they need to fix. Which is why these days I'm not losing any sleep over it. Long as I try to do right by folks, that's all I can do.
Dennis R ~ Yep. As I said, I stay me. Some people won't like who that is, and that's not my problem. :)
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