Pro Tip for Humility8:00 AM
|Oh, to be cool like my little sis and her van bag.....|
When I'm feeling particularly needy, I don't mind basking in a half-dozen, "You're so adorable!" When it gets down to it, though, I like to remind everybody that my voice is loud because there's knowledge in these brains and my legs are short so I can plant them more firmly. Hear me roar.
So I say, "I know."
You're looking cute today. "I know."
You're doing it wrong. "I know."
Turn left here. "I know."
You missed the turn. "I know."
Sheesh, you almost crashed into that guy! "I KNOW!"
Just a little insertion of myself into every possible moment, just a little assertion, especially when men get all condescending with their driving instructions.
As I'm learning to rein back my crabbiness, snappishness, and rankled pride, I discovered this quick little tip that leaves me humble in no time: Don't say "I know."
You're looking cute today. "Thank you!"
You're doing it wrong. "Oops, sorry!"
Turn left here. "Okay!"
You missed the turn. "Sorry."
Sheesh, you almost crashed into that guy! "Thanks for checking my blindspot."
Whenever someone makes an assertion, a command, he wants affirmation. He wants me to recognize that he knows his stuff. He wants me to acknowledge he's right -- sometimes for a little ego boost, sometimes to keep me from causing a twelve-car pile up in Chicago proper. I mean, that's what I want when I tell someone something:
"You should probably tuck your shirt in here more."
"Well, why did you ask, grumpy?"
Those two little words are unnecessary. Replace them with okay, thanks, a request for help, or an apology, as the need arises. It's a tiny way of recognizing how often I want to let people know I'm not a helpless cutesy idiot; I know things. It's a tiny way of dying to that prideful desire and taking the correction, command, or advice other people give -- even if I already know it.
How do you deal with this struggle to be heard but be humble?