february 16, 2008I wandered over to my sister's blog this morning and she had a posting where she got all introspective and stuff.
What interested me was that she made a comparison between us -- we are our parent's only kids. She figured that when the genes were sorted out, she got the "worry-til-your-hair-goes-white, I-hate-people" gene, while I got the "easy-going, happy-go-lucky" gene.
Was she right? Kinda, I guess. When my sis and I are together, we are vicious when it comes to other people. If we don't like them, we don't like them -- they become the fodder for our endless joking, until we find someone else to bash. But, when we're not together, usually I am the more easy going one. I still have a decent portion of the "I-hate-people" gene, but someone has to be damned annoying for me to hate them -- if I hate you, you'll know it and there are only a few people in this world I truly hate. Do I worry? Yes, I worry a lot, but only in bursts. Unless a situation turns terribly bad, I am usually not worrying about it -- the recent layoffs? Yes, that was a burst of worry. The whole Yahoo!-Microsoft thing? I am not too worried.
When I sat around thinking about what my sis wrote, I figured that all that happy-go-luckiness and easy-goingness comes down to is me being:
- A bit stupid: The saying, "ignorance is bliss"? Very true. Sometimes, when it comes to situations that people worry about, I don't worry about it. Why? I am stupid. I don't think about the situation. I put it out of my mind. This is especially true for situations where my brain has determined that I cannot do anything about what is happening -- Microsoft taking over Yahoo!? I can't do anything about it. So, why worry? That's not to say that I am truly stupid and don't think about things. There's a fine line between being ignorant and being happy. I try to live on the happy side -- figure out if the situation is worth the worry -- and usually it is not -- then go from there. There are better things in life to think about -- hey look! A squirrel!
- A bit arrogant: What do I care what other people think? Sometimes, I think some people just worry because they worry about what others will think. What will he think if I just stood in the back of the elevator and screamed my head off? Who the hell cares? What will family think if I got a Toyota instead of a Lexus? Why do I care? If I wear this beat up red shirt with these garish yellow shorts, will I look bad? I don't care, I am dressing for myself. I try to be sensitive to what others are feeling and not hurt their feelings. But, I don't worry about what they think of me. If they like me, fine. If they don't, fine. Why should I care?
- A bit crazy: I laugh. I try to laugh a lot. It might seem crazy to others, but laughing is good. My co-worker, he comes to me for help and sometimes he messes up really bad. Or he gets something that he can't figure out and he broods. I just laugh. He asks me, "Why are you laughing? I just messed up really bad." Why not? What are you going to do? Cry? Get angry? Pout? Laugh. Be crazy. People nowadays have forgotten how to laugh: That's sad. But, I won't cry about it.
If you don't know about the glass of water, it's hard to care if it is half empty or half full! And if you do see a glass of water that is half full, grab a pitcher and fill it up.
What kind of personality genes did you inherit? And, If you could change one thing about your personality in an instant, what would it be?
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