Friday, September 25, 2015

You Never Know Who You're Impressing

Everyone (well most) can appreciate a compliment.  I am always humbled by the ones I receive especially when they are random and not about how AMAZING I look ( I mean.... #facts).
Today while at work someone came over to my desk- this is a person I enjoy chatting with so they were greeted with a smile.

Person:....you know I just wanted to say, when I saw you walking into the building yesterday I thought to myself how graceful and sophisticated you looked.

I stare- not really a blank stare- just kinda like 'woah'.

Me: Thank you...

Person: I am not talking about clothing-wise, but how you carry yourself.  I noticed how you just carry yourself well...

Me: Wow, that is just a great thing to hear.  A supreme compliment.  Thank you.

Person: You're very welcome- it's just a rare and great thing to see with people.  An innate confidence.

The person walks away.
I am sitting there like- wow.  You never know what people notice about you or how you affect them.  There I am just walking into work thinking I am waving hello to a coworker not knowing that I was making a profound impression.

It's funny because I have been having conversations lately about confidence and comfort in ones skin.  A lot people overcompensate for their lack of self love AND humility (it's a clever mix) by being annoying assholes.  They are not funny, they are not endearing, they don't have a certain charisma that makes people want to be around them.  They just find meaning in selfies and in whomever they can convince to be their 'friends'.  People who look at myself standing alone- cuz I'd rather be alone than among dumbasses- and think I am lonely or seek what they have.
If you're reading my blog, you know that is not the case.

Anyways, that unexpected and profound compliment has me feeling mighty fine.  My wish for you, my 2 to 3 readers- is that you find some comfort in being yourself.
Unless you're a Kardashian.  Then kill yourself.

Thursday, September 17, 2015

The Dilemma

It's not really that deep- in fact my fucks given is on low.  
You see I want to check out Dancing With The Stars occasionally because the LEGEND Chaka Khan is on it and Bindi Irwin- who I think is just the cutest thing! (I know, I am FULL of surprises)  The thing is, I don't watch DWTS in general because...why?  But then this year they have Kim Zolziak (sp) and Paula Deen on the show.  I don't think I need to explain why either of these hoes are problematic for me.
So there I am wanting to see Chaka but have to endure that 'monkey with a wig' (a Nene Leakes quote) (FUCK I just quoted Nene Leakes) and Ms. I Wish I Could Get Married Again So I Can Have A Slavery Themed Reception!
I love how easily forgiven SOME people are while others just aren't.  Like people are staging protest against Michael Vick joining the Pittsburgh Steelers when they have a known rapist, Ben Rapistberger, on their team...who they celebrate!

I dunno.  After watching the first episode, I don't think Chaka will be on there long.  Bindi looks like she'll be a star- it won't be enough for me to make an effort to watch this though.

Oh well.

**Filed Under Pointless Post**