I’m just coming back from vacation and while I’d love to be sitting here writing a new post, there’s a pile of laundry and a stack of mail that have to be dealt with. In the meantime, here’s a post from a couple of years ago that I love and am betting you haven’t seen! Enjoy and I’ll be back in the swing of things next week. Or next year. The jury’s still out on that one.
For Sale: 1968 slightly worn out yet still in good condition Mom. Filter doesn’t always work, exhaust blows smoke (but only when needed), sometimes needs time to warm up to run effectively, edges are a little rough, horn is loud and can sound unexpectedly, but the radio is perfectly pitched. Windows are stuck halfway down, headlights are out of focus, couple of dings in the rear but other than that, no major blemishes. For more information or to inquire as to price, please click the “contact” button. Serious offers only.
I get that I’m not perfect – far from it, believe me. Like the description above, I realize that my filter only works half the time but trust me – I’m a lot better than I used to be. Ask anyone who’s stuck around long enough. I do have bad news for the newbs in my life though, it IS starting to get worse as I get older. Victory was short but sweet. But sometimes, the thought that is in my head, how I want to say something and how my brain computes it and then pushes it out of my mouth are two very different things. Please know that it’s never my intention to hurt someone’s feelings. If I wanted to do that believe me, I could.. I have mad skilz there. I really care a lot about people and when I realize that I have hurt someone’s feelings because of something that I’ve said, I feel AWFUL and it will eat at me for days.
Yes, I know that I’m rough around the edges. People tend to put me into 1 of 2 categories – they either love me or can’t stand me. Sometimes they can’t stand to love me, but I’d like to think that there are more who like me than not. I’m blunt but like my filter, I like to think that I’ve gotten better with age. I know I can catch people off-guard with my directness. It usually happens when I’m in a hurry and need to convey an idea or directive quickly.. Get in, get out, move on.
When I managed restaurants, I explained to my staff (especially the newer ones) that when we’re in the weeds, on a Saturday night with a 2 hour wait, I wouldn’t always have the time to say “please and thank you” right then and there, but at the end of the night, they knew I was there to help them and sing their praises for a job well done.
As an adult in the business world, I find there are WAY too many people (unfortunately many of them women) that still need to be coddled and have sugar-coated words. If we’re in a meeting, trying to get things done in a timely and efficient manner – WHY do we still have to worry about how we phrase things for “fear” of hurting someone’s feelings? I’m direct but I’m not a drill sergeant. Let’s put on our big kid pants and get business done.
Is it any wonder that I have always gotten along better with men?
I have a wicked sense of humor. Sometimes I use humor (or my interpretation) to smooth weird or uncomfortable situations. Or if I’m not sure how to answer someone or if I’m nervous. Sometimes that humor comes across as snarky, bitchy or unfeeling. That’s not what I mean and I have gotten pretty good at reading when someone is thinking that I have lost my mind and I’ll quickly throw out the defining “I’m just joking!!”. Usually it works, sometimes it doesn’t.
But honestly? I am really tired of explaining myself and apologizing for the fact that someone else can’t understand my personality. I put up with your whining and inability to do things – why can’t you handle it when I reach the point that I have to resort to any of the above tactics? I think that I have a lot of patience and forgiveness for people. I just think they should give the same consideration to the me and the other Model M’s.