Have you ever run into a person you should like?
But try as you might, you get that gnawing feeling inside that you just can't stand to be around him or her?
I've run into such a person. I'll be happy-go-lucky, talking to folks as I walk through a door, and then abruptly my mood falls into the cellar when I see "that person" staring me in the face.
I really don't think she likes me either. Why not? I wouldn't have the slightest idea!
Everyone should like me! I wouldn't say anything to hurt anyone's feelings. I love everyone....except that one person. (But she surely doesn't know that because I'm really a nice person who can put on a good front ALL THE TIME...most of the time, that is.)
What is the strangest thing is that this person does some tremendous stuff in our community. She is focused. She calls a spade a spade. I think she believes in her own way that society should have "an option for the poor."
So why in the devil won't I bow down at her feet, and beg her to be my friend? Maybe we could drink a Buchi together or watch a good "Frontline" PBS show. Maybe I could serve the popcorn. No, I just don't think it would work.
My problem I think with this person is that she's so darn opinionated. She is so passionate about what she does that no one else is as knowledgeable as she is, and she lets you know so. She donates all her time and talents to the project she works on. She's so darn organized. She's got it all except humility.
So if she isn't going to put herself down a little, I will. I have trouble with perfect people, especially when they know it.
So soon I will hear from some other people how great this person is, how she deserves a medal for all the wonderful work she has done. And my stomach will once again be gnawed upon by....is it jealousy or envy or what? Will I continue to find excuses why I don't like her? Will I continue to try to find something online that tells about her flaws?
Or will I just let it go? Don't I have better things to do than obsess about why I don't love a perfect person?
Sure! But why is she perfect and not me? Darn!
Maybe I'll still find some dirt on her. Then that will be my little secret, and at last I can empathize with her, and we can wallow in our imperfections together.
Excuse me now. I have to go meditate a little to get rid of these little negative feelings!