So, I’m still hung up about the incident last week where I didn’t understand what this guy was saying and I’m sure he thinks I’m stupid. I see him every week day, even though we don’t interact much, so it’s not like he was a complete stranger that I’ll never see again. And it really doesn’t matter anyway. Stop being so co-dependent.
But it started me thinking about perceptions.
So maybe this guy thinks I’m stupid. There are probably some people who think I am at least a little bit smart. Some people think I’m pretty. Others, probably not so much. I know lots of people think I’m nice. Some people think I’m shy; some people think I am friendly. When people come into our office, I know some of them don’t think much, if anything, of me, but others who come in seem happy to have met me.
And some think I am enchanting.
It’s just their perception of me. Or my perception of their perception of me.
Am I as stupid as this guy probably thinks I am? I doubt it.
Actually, he probably doesn’t think about the incident, or me, one way or the other.
My conclusion? I guess I should probably stop worrying about what someone else thinks of me! Because it doesn’t matter!
As one of the ladies in Al-Anon would often say, “Your opinion of me is none of my business.”
Unless you think I am smart or pretty or nice, or enchanting, and then I would LOVE to know! :)