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Sunday, August 4, 2013

Awkward Eeyore

I was browsing Buzzfeed today and I came across this post:

15 Pieces Of Proof That Eeyore Completely Shaped Your World Outlook


http://www.buzzfeed.com/leonoraepstein/pieces-of-proof-eeyore-completely-shaped-your-world-outlo

Of the 15 pieces of proof, 12 of the describe me to a tee...

Let's review the evidence:
I might not handle disappointment well as first, but I always learn to resign myself to my fate.

I think a lot of teachers feel this way about higher ups......

I don't think I am the smartest person in the world in the slightest, but whatever I am doesn't quite fit in... 

I often feel like like this at faculty meetings.

Don't mind the language, but I do have a co-worker that I do this with....sans the alcohol, not that there's anything wrong with that....

I think that I am 80 years old at heart because I live my life by my routines. It is the only way that I stay sane. I don't even have a smart phone because I refuse to pay so much money for airwaves. My phone is still the old fashioned slider phone that just "ring rings" and "text texts". I think that my new catch phrase is going to be "It's not much of a tail, but I'm sore of attached to it" when people mock me for my routines. 

It IS the tree's fault...and a little bit my attitude....but mostly the tree.

I'm the weird girl with glasses, but when I take my glasses off I don't transform into the hot girl unfortunately. I am usually invisible in my life and work...I'm okay with being invisible and forgotten at work!

I am quite the rational fatalist. I saw a group of people today who knew I went back to work Friday and they said, "How was it!" My response, "I'm still alive" this is the best I can give!

*sigh*

This 12013% describes me! I can't tell you the number of people that tell me, "I thought you didn't like me or were stuck up when I first met you!" I can't help it...it's just my face people! I am an observer and tend to have shyness. I like to carefully assess the situation and see what I can add (or how fast I need to run).  Sadly though this makes people think I am a jerk. I am so aware of this now that I tend to go one of two ways.

1. I overcompensate by trying to be overly friendly and perky and smiley....which makes me seem deranged and actually might scare potential friends off a little more and really wears me out. (being perky is HARD...how do elementary teachers do it?!)

2. I tend to fold even more into my introverted self and later having to tell people, "I swear I don't hate you....it's just my face."
My brain does tend to work a LOT differently than other people's.  I was recently at a bible study and the person who was leading it opened it by saying, 'Imagine that you were a spy in a foreign country. You have to fully immerse yourself in the culture and the world to be accepted and not suspect of nefarious deeds. How could you retain allegiance to your country?" My brain immediately went to the show "Burn Notice" which I have spent my summer watching.  I had great answers in my head that used the analogies from Burn Notice to tie into the religiousness (which I knew was where we were going in a church group obviously). However, when I tried to get my mouth to connect to my brain I end up sounding like a babbling idiot. I am sure the people around me thought I was crazy and that I didn't get the point of the question....I really did I just couldn't get there fast enough!

 I need a time delay in conversations....is it too much to ask for a 10 second delay like they do at the SuperBowl so Justin Timberlake can't expose anyone/thing? I swear I have interesting things to add to conversations, I just take a little longer to explain how I make my connections because other people's brains don't go down the rabbit holes that mine does.


What I learned from this is that I am a modern day/real life Eeyore.

Now if only I could find the same personal satisfaction in it that he does....

1 comment:

  1. Eeyore has always been one of my favorites. As a matter of fact, I've still got my stuffed Eeyore from childhood even though I've got grown children of my own now.

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