Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about how I really like certain people who some people don’t like.
Does that even make sense?
I think so often you’ll hear something about someone and get an “idea” in your head about that person and then you meet them, and spend time with them and find that you don’t agree with that idea at all.
It’s frustrating. I wonder what goes on in other people’s heads about me…
Anyway, I worked post partum last week and there are plenty of PP nurses who don’t like nurses from our unit, and there are plenty from ours who don’t like them. Frankly, I don’t love working post partum, but I think the nurses are fine. We definitely come from different viewpoints but they enjoy their job and for the most part they’re really good at it. I couldn’t believe some of the things they were saying about nurses on our unit (but I know that nurses on our unit have said similar things about them).
It’s just so uncomfortable when talk like that occurs. I chose to just say something I really liked about the person, and smile a lot — showing my teeth. Maybe like a mother bear protecting her young.
I just really want to work on things like that not coming out of my mouth. I’d hate to have someone else prevent a relationship with someone who could be really helpful for them, just becuase of something I said. And I also have to remember that opinions are worth just what you paid for them.
And remember that whatever you heard about me — lies, all lies. Unless it was nice, and then that’s the honest truth, and that person is a gem.
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