This super cute plaque is a new addition to the desk at my office. (Shh…don’t tell hubby…I’m not supposed to be buying anything these days – but it was only $1 – that really doesn’t count, right?!?!) At first, I grabbed it because it was hot pink and I needed one tiny doo-dad to complete my desk. As I have been staring at the saying this week, I realize this kind of sums me up in one sentence.
You see, Steven claims that I am one of “those women” – you know, the kind that doesn’t play well with other women. I believe this is completely untrue. I play just fine with plenty of women! I truly believe that my closest female friends would consider me to be kind, compassionate, caring, giving, considerate – you know, all the things that make a friend a great friend. And to my general acquaintances, I believe I treat them just the same. I would say that I easily live 90% of my life as a happy-go-lucky, easy to get along with female.
I think the “problem” is that on the rare occasion that someone crosses me, I tend to become a little
It isn’t that I enjoy confrontation, but I’m certainly not afraid of it. I can truly say that in my adult life I have not sought out drama. BTW – I consider my “adult life” to be the years after college – because well, I still had my immature moments in college – sorority girl and all. Is it wrong that I don’t back down from a challenge? I’m not afraid to stand up for myself, my family or my close friends. I especially don’t allow my family to be treated poorly – I’m very protective in that sense. If you want to see me really angry mess with my family – especially one of my siblings. Oh please…I dare you. Or you could threaten or speak badly about my marriage. Ask one of my old friends how well that went over for her. Notice how I said “old friends” – yeah, we don’t exactly speak anymore.
But does that really mean that I don’t play well with others? I mean, this phrase really says it all – don’t give me any attitude and I won’t give you any in return. I guess I’m asking the question, because I do not want to be one of “those” women. I’m not looking to be “one of the guys” and I certainly am not trying to prove anything. I don’t want to be the type of person that others find unapproachable or unlikeable. But does that mean that I should always be meek and unassertive? Do you think men struggle with this issue? How does one walk the fine line between confident and abrasive? Assertive and aggressive? Capable and condescending?
What does this little plaque on my desk really say about me. Is Steven right? I would like to think not, but perhaps I should reconsider.