Thursday, July 24, 2008

Watching people for fun and profit



"our actions bespeak who we are"

This morning I was standing in a long line at a retail store. As I was waiting to pay for my purchase I noticed a very attractive girl in the next line. The only way I can describe her was HOT! This girl had been blessed with every physical attribute. She had the whole package and she knew it.

The strange thing was that she seemed so unhappy. Her impatience with the slowness of the clerk showed in the litte sighs and shifting in her posture. The little dirty looks she gave any men who dared admire her and the total disdain everyone around her had a way of diminishing her attractiveness to me.

I started thinking to myself how could someone who had been so blessed in the gene pool, be so unhappy. Now in fairness, I don't if something was going on in her life to make her so miserable but she seemed to me to be looking down her nose on everyone within her sight. When she reached the front of the line she started snipping at the clerk to hurry up.

The more she carried on like she was royalty and everyone around her were her peons, the more her attractiveness faded away. The mirage melted away and she stood before me as a totally unappealing member of the opposite sex. She went from a 10 to a zero in seconds.

She reminded me of clients I've had in the past whose head's could barely fit through a door. Their egos were as they say, as big as all outdoors. I liked them! The reason I liked them is that they were the easiest to sell. Just fan that big ego and you could lead them to sale most every time.

By way of contrast, those clients that I've met and found likeable elcit a different approach from me. I never think in terms of selling them anything. Because of my fondness for them, I think only in terms of how I can help them achieve their desires. I want to be of service to them!

As Gracie (commentor on last article) said...would we want to be our own friend? We should try and see ourselves how others see us. I'm sure we would be nicer for it.

Smile, if we can't be handsome we can be likeable!

P.S. That pretty young girl you see in the picture above is not the cranky girl I was talking about. It's actually Miriam, a sweet, funny and loveable friend who makes a great model.

4 Comments:

Blogger GarryJoker said...

Miriam is a babe too.;)

July 25, 2008 6:13 AM  
Anonymous gracie1956 said...

I grew up as a skinny, pale, and plain little girl. I was always sure that if I could only look like the popular girls my life would be perfect. I just couldn't understand how anything in their lives could be anything but wonderful. I would like to say that I grew out of that attitude when I grew up but I didn't. It wasn't until much, much later that I understood the truth of the matter. I even went through a period of time when I actually reveled in the misfortunes of those "beautiful" people. I'm really not proud of that but it is the truth. I got some sort of satisfaction out of seeing that beauty is not an innoculation against problems in life. Today, I try to really put myself in their shoes as I do with the rest of us plain ducklings. But...there are those times when I am much too human and I still look at peoples outsides as some measure of happiness. I know that is an old idea but sometimes my mind goes off and makes judgements all on it's own. Then I have to tell my mind, "thank you for sharing, but shut up."

July 25, 2008 11:44 PM  
Anonymous gracie1956 said...

BTW...I do have a blog but I don't know how to sign in to other peoples blogs and have mine show up like garryjoker's does above. Maybe someone could tell me how??
My e-mail is....rtupin@yahoo.com if you can help.

Thanks

July 25, 2008 11:47 PM  
Blogger Edward McBeth said...

I admire your honesty Gracie! You've put into words the thoughts and feelings of a lot of people.
I'm technically challenged (I get my son to do that stuff) however, why not just post your website address here in the comments.   

July 26, 2008 11:58 AM  

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