Showing posts with label impressions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label impressions. Show all posts

06 March 2007

what's it to ya???

Ever noticed how folk stay in other folks business? WTF? I mean, let’s be real here, why do you care what I’m doing or with whom I’m doing it? Does it matter what car I drive, what town I live in or who my friends are? Does my sexuality, religion, or whatever make or break your impression of me? The answer; a resounding “NO!”.

I have a friend with whom I have lunch with almost weekly. Recently I was asked if he was my boyfriend. I laughed at the assumption and humored the person by responding. “No, he’s not, we’re good friends.”

“Oh!” She responded as if they expected a different answer.

Now, being the antagonist I can be at times, I decided to take things further. “What gave you the impression he was my boyfriend?”

“Because I see you here (the restaurant) a lot together.” She replied.

“Oh, so because two people are seen together a lot it means they’re a couple?”

She was stumped for a few, so I decided to keep pushing.

“Let me take this one step further. If you saw me with a girl more often than not, would you assume she was my girlfriend of an intimate nature?”

“No,” she said in horror. “Of course not. It’s just that you’re an attractive woman, he’s a good looking guy and I see you together a lot, so I ass…”

“And that’s where you should not assume,” I cut her off. “I’m single and very much okay with that.”

“I know, but it’s just that…”

I cut her off again. “Listen, just because we’re attractive doesn’t make us compatible and looks certainly aren’t indicative of a person’s personality of which carries; or at least should carry a lot of weight.” I paused to gather my thoughts as not to completely demean this narrow-minded and nosey woman. “With all do respect, what I do and with whom is none of yours or anyone else's business. And for the record, just because I’m considered attractive on the outside, doesn’t mean I am on the inside. I could be a maniacal bitch who'd get dropped faster than black man in the ER with no insurance.”

By now, I think my point was made that she needed to mind her own damn business.

Folk, I’ll admit we all get into other people’s business, but be careful cause when it comes back to you it can be ugly. Check yourself because if you don’t want people asking you your business, don’t ask them theirs. Yes, things are gonna be said or done, but pick and choose your battles when dealing with nosey folk cause they’re trouble whether you admit something or not.

A smart-mouthed chic like me’s got something fo ya, so if you wanna know something ask as your own risk.