Being Judged Really Stinks

Assuming the best is the hardest thing to do sometimes.

People are misjudged every day. Blink and someone may be staring—looking at you funny. It doesn’t matter where you are. You can be at the grocery store, or hanging out at a stop light. Glance away from your thoughts and there you have it–a giant stamp about your character on your forehead from someone who may have never said one single word to you in your entire life.

Just yesterday, I was snapping some photos of traffic for something random to use in one of my stories. A red truck followed me home.  I didn’t notice the truck following me. There were so many cars in my neighborhood. It could have been another random vehicle parking on the street to attend some event at the school. He blocked my car in my own driveway, and I wasn’t quite sure what to do.

He walked up to me and asked why I’d taken a photo of his truck. He was mad—I didn’t know what to think and feel. To be honest, I hadn’t meant to make anyone mad.  I told him my purpose. I showed him my pictures. And I said it was nothing personal as I deleted them.

By the look on his face, I think he felt ridiculous for all the assumptions he might have made about me. His voice softened as he told me he thought I was trying to steal his plates–obviously he assumed anything I was trying to do was bad.

Now, I had a couple of options before I heard his actual words. I could have assumed the worst or I could have assumed the best. I picked the best in this moment.

But that’s not what I do all of the time.

Sometimes it seems like we’re so ready to make someone into an evil villain who’s ready to swoop in and hurt us. Why? I don’t have a definitive answer. What I do know is, it’s easier to think of the hurts than it is to think of the best. Those active feelings and memories are more than ready to jump to front of your mind.

I make mistakes everyday. I sometimes act without thinking. But I’m going to continue to try really hard to think the best. Because like in this moment of mine, I’d rather someone assume the best about me.

About Erika Beebe

Author, dreamer, and a momma to a couple of wonderful kids, I try to live life everyday in hope and inspire others along my way.

Posted on April 12, 2012, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Wow. I can't believe how this post and the one I wrote last night go hand-in-hand! I'm proud of you for handling this the way you did! And, based on his reaction afterwards, I think it held him accountable without him even realizing it. You could have let that ruin your entire day. You could have carried that in the house with you and taken your feelings about it out on your family. But you didn't. You chose the high road and that is beautiful! Thanks for sharing your story with us!!!!Last night's post:

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