a few fibs plus a grin-and-bare-it cures (some) uncertainty
Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008I don’t know why I always tell people that I love the unexpected. You know, the interviewer prompts, “Tell me something about yourself,” and you say (on cue) “I’m totally a people person, and I just love spontaneity!”
(False. Sometimes I thoroughly enjoy isolating myself in my apartment with a few movies and junk food, and I flip out when I don’t have every life step planned to the most minute detail.)
“I can definitely roll with the punches. I’m organized, yet flexible!”
(False. It unnerves me to not know what I’m doing next year, month, week, day. Actually, at the moment, I loathe spontaneity.)
“I’m up for whatever life throws my way! I just love new opportunities!”
(False. Actually, I have a lengthy list of things which, if life were to casually toss them my direction, would trigger in me a severe mental breakdown.)
So, yes, this optimism comes effortlessly on sunny days when my hair looks great, my GPA solid, my employment prospects promising, my relationships intact, my future secure, and my finances stable.
But on those mediocre, borderline–frazzled days when the slightest wrinkle in my starched-and-pressed plans exposes its imperfections, I just smile…and fake it. Recitation breeds authenticity, right?
“I’m totally up for anything!”