My Personality Part Two

Jul 31, 2007 12:40

Personality:
This really is going to sound so cliché but my personality is built around opposites. I’m a firecracker when engaged, but am so laid back that nothing seems to bother me. I attract people to me for some reason that I have never been able to figure out. I truly have a customer service personality. I no longer can separate it out from my normal personality. Which is probably why my friends know I can and will help out in any way I can. I have dropped everything and gone after a friend who was in trouble. However, I know that I’ve been taken advantage of in the past for that very same reason.

I have a pretty high moral code, but at the same time I’m very good at playing both sides. However, in playing both sides I don’t divulge the information I’ve been given to either side. It just stays with me as sort of a need to know thing. I don’t see that as a being a negative trait however. I see it as a good strategy in the business world. The positive side is trustworthiness.

One warning I give is don’t tell me how to do a job I do especially if you’ve never worked it. If the system isn’t broke, then don’t fix it. However, suggestions on improvements are always welcome, but they must be submitted in a friendly manner and not as an order. Let me figure out it on my own if it works better or is supplemental to what I have been doing.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m vastly independent. I like to do things for myself. If I can’t figure out how it is supposed to be, then and only then will I ask for help. I’m a very firm believer in learning by crashing. Working in food service taught me that. For example, you will only know your limits if you are pushed to them. Then they are exceeded and a new limit is established. I like being by myself, and it’s very hard for me to let someone into my life. I’ve never been real good at sharing, and you’d swear that I was an only child. I’ve never been real keen on people touching me, and sharing a bed is almost an impossible feat for me, though I haven’t had many opportunities.

I tend to be quiet out in public in a crowd. I blend in and just observe. I’m not the life of the party. I don’t like loosing control of the situation. Which is why I don’t drink that much, and I only “let go” when I know someone is going to be watching out for me. And even then, I still feel uncomfortable having fun. There’s been too many times where I was supposed to have fun, only to have another friend lose it and then I have to take control again. I don’t allow myself freedom, I guess is what I am saying. I’m not a rule breaker, however on occasion I do bend the rules a bit, but only to what I see others doing. I also believe in fairness. You bend the rules for one, you better bend the rules for all.

On the subject of personal freedom, I am not a shut in. I’ve just experienced both sides of the coin, and I choose to remain safe. For four months straight, I was out every night drinking and partying from 10:30pm until 3 to 4am. At this time I was also working two jobs, so I would get home at 4am, and sleep for 3.5 hours and get up to report to work at 8am, and do it all over. At the time, I thought I was happy because for the first time in a while I felt important and I was having fun. Needless to say, my activities caught up with me and I crashed hard. Remember learning by crashing? Looking back on the whole thing, I realized I spent most of the money I made at the bar or on road trips. I fell behind in my bills, and almost had my cable shut off. Even the state store knew what I wanted when I would come in. Presently, that is all behind me. I’m financially stable again. My good friends stuck by me during my “dark” period, even though I put them on the back burner. I am forever grateful for them being there for me. I still go out to the bar on occasion, but it’s mostly with a friend to watch WWE pay-per-view events. I allow myself one or two alcoholic drinks, but that is it. I will also allow myself one or two drinks after a particularly nasty night at the restaurant.

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