It’s interesting, reading the various responses, how everyone seems to have that one thing that comes to mind. I guess that’s what makes us individuals.
For me, there’s always been one theme for as long as I can remember, that blows my mind, when it comes to people and that’s people who are too sure of themselves. And think of this in terms of employment, people you work with.
It always amazes me and not in a good way, when someone new starts at your work and they act like they already know everything. In my line of work, which was nursing, nothing terrifies me more.
You’re going to ride the coat tails of pretending you know everything only for so long and then it will catch up with you. I hope.
When I start a new job, I’m the dumbest person in the room. And I’ll stay the dumbest person in the room for months potentially. Acting like I know something I don’t makes me very uncomfortable and I won’t do it.
This is not to be confused with confidence. Confidence is a good thing, I’ve been told I’m very confident and I’m okay with that. But when I’m starting a new job, I’ll be asking six million questions and writing stuff down so I remember. These people, I don’t know how they do it. They barely ask questions, seeming to already know it all.
What’s even worse is when people are fooled by them and then go to them with concerns or questions. I’ve seen this time and time again. I stand back in awe. Like weren’t you here two days ago when this person had their very first day at this job? Now you’re asking them their opinion? Ughhh…frightening.
Red flags in terms of personal relationships? We don’t have enough time for that.
But I will quickly say, only because I just saw this scrolling on Facebook and it icked me out, women who are so thrilled to have found a man, annoy the crap out of me. Particularly 35+ women. Particularly have found a new relationship women.
Like big effing deal. You found a man. You have a “hubby”, like nobody cares. They act like it’s some kind of prize. Wow, a man wanted you, yeah that’s really something to post about every single day.
Is finding someone to spend every single day of your life with until you die, the end goal? Have you failed if you don’t or didn’t? I say no. I don’t think you’ve hit the jackpot because you found your second or third chance at “love”. So dumb.
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