‘What are you having?”
The waitress stood with a pen at the ready, her eyebrows pulled toward each other in a slight grimace.
Order duly noted, she nodded brusquely, grasped both menus from us and marched off to meet another group of customers entering the café. “Five of you..?” She asked loudly. “Follow me.”
My friend leaned in and quietly murmured, “She’s almost rude isn’t she? I’ve seen her here before and she’s always like that.”
“Yep.” I nodded. “You could say that. She could come across as rude. But actually… see that ear-piece? I think she might have a hearing impairment. The frown is actually a look of concentration. The short, sharp questions? A technique to reduce the chit-chat, so she can clearly lip-read and accurately take the order…”
One perceptive saw a cranky and harassed waitress. The other witnessed a person working really hard to get their job done.
Don’t get me wrong. I come off sounding all rosy and pious here. BUT I STILL surprise myself with the judgements I can draw from my own unchallenged perceptions.
I saw the Tony Robbins “I’m Not Your Guru” documentary the other day (an intriguing watch by the way);
During the recording, a 19 year-old stood to offer an answer asked of the participants.
She was slender, luscious and flawless in her aura of youth (can you see me already drawing judgements here..?). She claimed to be struggling with over-eating and ‘honouring [her] body’ (I know I’m in the wellness industry, but seriously, even I had to roll my eyes…)
There I was thinking… ‘here’s a room full of people with real struggles, and you, with your gorgeous 19 year old bodilicious self, want to talk about eating too much Maccas..?!’ Maybe (maybe) I rolled my eyes again…
Except of course it wasn’t just about Maccas. Of course she had so much more going on than that. She simply led with an issue that was immediate and that she could consciously deal with.
In the background, she had a fractured relationship with her Father who had a long history of drug abuse. In the foreground, beside her, stood her mother, who had been her earliest role model on who and how and what to accept in a relationship.
This young woman was struggling to honour herself, in the sincerest sense of the word.
And I? Duly humbled. (I do ‘honour’ a good humbling;).
What about you..? Have you ever caught yourself drawing a conclusion about a situation, or somebody, before you’ve examined all the angles… or given them a chance…?
We’re human, it happens. But how often do we check ourselves, and how often do we stay in our comfortable corner, viewing the world through the same ol’, unchallenged prism…?
PS… It’s been a month since I’ve posted … I am willing to be forgiven! I’ve been working with new clients, building new programs, and dodging falling coconuts…hehe. By virtue of necessity, the projects I’ve had brewing have been quietly developing on the back burner for the last 6 months – though, as we move into 2018, I can finally ladle the goods into something like nourishing soup bowels…
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