I herd cats
It is the typical 'Dallas' question and it seems that no matter how long I have done what I do, I always want to dodge the question.
So, what do you do?
Generally I say, "Ah, as little as possible." Or I come up with something more whitty like I'm a professional shoulder to cry on or I herd cats- yeah, that's why I have tuna in my pocket.
So, I'm reminded of my ongoing list of cheap thrills.
Compliments are an ever illusive concept to grasp. I don't know where it came from and I am on a mission to get there. Comments favoring my appearence or skill seem to always warrant an excuse from me. In the event someone states that 'that sweater' or 'those earings' look nice produce an automatic reaction to state how little I paid for it or how "these? these are a million years old, but thanks." I truly appreciate when someone gratiously accepts a compliment. I was was with a friend the other day and we stopped into this super-cute little shop. Mom ran the place and daughter makes jewelry. I said as we were leaving that I thought that was really neat and I wish them all the best. She, a woman in her 50's (ish) looks at me, smiles, and with poise says that she appreciates my time and softly says 'thank you.' I don't really remember if the stuff was that cute, I know I didn't buy anything- of course that's not saying much.
I remember that I felt her true gratitude for my comment and an elegance in taking it without excuse. It was lovely.
I hope that the future finds me comfortable with a lot of things- while still uncomfortable with some... mysogyny, injustice, inequity, high-heals, thongs... I hope to find that place where I can take kudos with as much poise.
Here's to taking what you get, when you get something truly kind.
So, what do you do?
Generally I say, "Ah, as little as possible." Or I come up with something more whitty like I'm a professional shoulder to cry on or I herd cats- yeah, that's why I have tuna in my pocket.
So, I'm reminded of my ongoing list of cheap thrills.
Compliments are an ever illusive concept to grasp. I don't know where it came from and I am on a mission to get there. Comments favoring my appearence or skill seem to always warrant an excuse from me. In the event someone states that 'that sweater' or 'those earings' look nice produce an automatic reaction to state how little I paid for it or how "these? these are a million years old, but thanks." I truly appreciate when someone gratiously accepts a compliment. I was was with a friend the other day and we stopped into this super-cute little shop. Mom ran the place and daughter makes jewelry. I said as we were leaving that I thought that was really neat and I wish them all the best. She, a woman in her 50's (ish) looks at me, smiles, and with poise says that she appreciates my time and softly says 'thank you.' I don't really remember if the stuff was that cute, I know I didn't buy anything- of course that's not saying much.
I remember that I felt her true gratitude for my comment and an elegance in taking it without excuse. It was lovely.
I hope that the future finds me comfortable with a lot of things- while still uncomfortable with some... mysogyny, injustice, inequity, high-heals, thongs... I hope to find that place where I can take kudos with as much poise.
Here's to taking what you get, when you get something truly kind.
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