Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Stop looking at me like I'm nuts
For those that are new (woo HOO 48 followers!!-you guys rock!!)- I have two kids, Pancake, girl, age 8, Mac, boy, age 4. I recently met with their respective teachers for progress reports.
For the girl, we sat at a table and her teacher pulled out a portfolio. She took 15 minutes with us and talked really fast. She explained that Pancake is above average in most every way. And she was kind of staring at me, gauging my reaction. And looking at me like I'm nuts.
The same thing happened with Mac's teacher. Staring, explaining, waiting for me to say something. Again, looking at me like I'm nuts. I think it was the non-reaction that threw her off.
And, really, I didn't react to the news my kids are doing great. I don't really react because I know my kids, I see them take information in, process it and use it in their lives. They are good learners and developmentally doing great. Most importantly, they have big hearts. And really-I expect nothing less. I am so blessed and thankful for this.
Yet there they were, the teachers, staring at me. Like I'm nuts.
Not sure what that was about. But. It's kind of common for people to react to my calmness. Like at work. People react to me because I am a mental health nurse practitioner. Some people act like I have psychic powers and can read their mind. Some people can get all wiggy around me, all nervous.
For example, I was in the lunch room the other day and this new doctor came in. She always carries 3 full tote bags of crap to work. She talks loudly on a cell phone. She is obtuse at baseline. People like that react to people like me.
So she comes into the lunch room and sees me. She starts dropping f bombs and hurries about. It's jarring and violent. She is pushing her energy around. And I am calm because I don't react. Which makes her energy get bigger and the yammering gets louder. But then she leaves and then I can eat in peace.
Not sure what to make of it. But. I can say this. I like being calm. Calm makes the giggles come out easier. It's funner this way. And that's the way I likes it!
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Next time, don't attend meetings in a tutu, diver's mask, and bandoleer. That simple bit of advice has made it much easier for me to get through meetings, church services, and airports.
I would have thought your calm was just the way you are and not been upset at all. Now you tell me it's contrived and planned for frivality!
There was a good book i read years ago, The Celestine Prophecy. It was new agey, but the lesson that stuck with me is that there are four basic types of people and each is trying to draw energy from the other by their action. and the best way to protect your self is to recognize when it is happening and counter act them.
Ya know, there is the possibility, which is ever-so-slight, that you actually are nuts.....think about it.
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