(Well I’d better write something, since I feel… odd… having Mic’s picture show up every time I’m here. I’m not sure she even actually noticed it, anyway.)
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I had dinner with a group of friends on Saturday, a few of which I hadn’t seen in several months. At one point, we were discussing the new Pride and Prejudice, when my friend Matt said, “Keith makes opinions like most people pour cement. There’s no point in arguing with him.”
I couldn’t help but laugh; I know I’m opinionated. And I tend to speak my opinion in absolutes. I’m not even going to come up with an example, because 90% of the people reading this will know exactly what I’m talking about. At dinner, my friend Julie replied, “But I like arguing with him, that’s what makes it fun!” She gets me. She, and many of my good friends, understand this about me: It’s banter. I don’t really think less of you if you disagree with me. (Well, OK, maybe some times I do… but my friends know the difference between serious opinion and banter opinion.)
But it’s interesting this came up, because it is something I have been thinking about lately. What about the people that don’t know me that well? Do they understand that I do it in jest? I don’t think they always do. Or even if they do, I’m sure not everybody appreciates it. And I don’t want to alienate potential friends over one piece of my personality because I fail to be understanding of theirs.
How do I balance this? Because it is a part of me. Should I subdue it in certain situations? And how do I do that out of love, without “burying” the real me? I mean, it’s part of who I am, and if you’re around me for, oh ten minutes, you’re going to see it (Three if we’re also with someone who likes to provoke me). Is it wrong to change yourself for others?
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