Showing posts with label hypocrisy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hypocrisy. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Compliments Are Awkward

Everyone likes compliments. The problem comes after the compliment is said. What is to be said in response? "Thank you" might suffice, and it usually does. However, some compliments are so large, so misplaced, or so unexpected, it's hard to know what to say.

Whether you're the giver of this large compliment or the receiver, both are awkward. For instance, a complete stranger called me beautiful once. Compliments regarding physical appearance are almost always fine. Normal even. I think it was the term "beautiful." I don't know why, but that made me uncomfortable. She was uncomfortable too, like she just realized what she said. She backed her compliment up with "...And I'm not strange!" Maybe I felt so weird about it because I felt it was an overstatement. The only reason I looked so nice was because I was in a blue dress I know I look good in. I was trying to look good that day. It would have been better to comment on the dress, which is what normally happens when I wear it. Instead of saying thank you, I just kinda giggled, and didn't say anything. Maybe I should have been more grateful or whatever, I don't know. It was just weird.

On the contrary, I can completely understand why she said that to me. I've passed by women on the street that are so gorgeous, I have to suppress my urge to say something to them. I've also met some extremely attractive male cashiers, and I know I can't say anything because it'd be weird. So I just smile and sometimes blush. I really want to tell them how good they look, in case they don't know it themselves, but I can't. It would just make both of us uncomfortable.

Then there are compliments that aren't about physical advantages. The ones in which there's no question about their sincerity. The ones that are, in my opinion, the most awkward compliments of all time if said by the wrong person at the wrong time. When someone you don't know that well tells you you're smart. When someone you just met mentions how friendly you are to others. When someone who you view as an acquaintance says they love your company. These are the ones that are the most meaningful (and most likely true), yet I usually tense up if I receive a compliment like that. "Thank you" doesn't seem good enough. I usually feel the need to compliment them back, as if I owe it to them or something. But I never have the courage to give them back, so I just regurgitate what they said to me and apply it to them, which always comes across as insincere. I'm afraid that genuine compliments of that magnitude will scare people away if I voice them too quickly.

Of course, for me the awkwardness comes from the people I don't know well. I'm comfortable giving and receiving all types of compliments from people I already feel close to. The words just come out naturally. It's not a big deal. They are simply kind words that help the friendship grow. I want to compliment them. It's necessary in a good friendship.

Sometimes, though, the weighty compliments are misplaced. For instance, someone may believe you're the smartest person on the planet, but you know for a fact you're not. But this person tells you that you are, and you cannot convince them otherwise. You're not being humble, it simply isn't true. That's really awkward, especially if they keep talking about it.

I don't think there's really a perfect answer when you receive a genuine, significant compliment about your personality or what you do well. "Thank you" always works, and always will work. When I give meaningful compliments to people, I don't expect to say anything significant back. I definitely don't want them to compliment me back, because that seems insincere (even though I do the same thing, shut up).

There's not really any conclusion or realization here. It's just a topic I find interesting. I have noticed that compliments become much more specific as you get older. Actually, so does criticism. But that's another topic entirely.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Things I'll Never Get: What is Success?

In order to fully understand this, you need to have an idea of what success is to you. When someone says, "He is a very successful man," what images or ideas is fill you mind? It depends on how you were raised, I suppose. It also depends on what country you live in. But in order to think about this, you need to already have an idea of success in your mind.

When the typical American thinks of a successful person, what usually comes to mind is a financially stable person with a good home and loving family. What I wonder is how many of those people actually exist. I know they're out there, but it seems like a lot of families has one of those aspects but lacks others. For example, financial stability usually requires long working hours for one or both parents. So this could easily mean that the child doesn't get the attention they require. Of course, if the child is older, that required attention goes unnoticed by them. If this older child grows without attention, they grow independently. This would be a good thing, except this child doesn't know it needs attention. Then when the parents want to have a "family day out," they dread it and are miserable the whole time. The parents may or may not know about this feeling the child has. They may try to hard to "make up for lost time," pushing the child further from them in the process, or they could let the child do what he or she wants. This makes the child happy, but now it doesn't have parental guidance because the child no longer wants it. When that is missing, the child goes to other sources for advice. Maybe they are reliable sources. Maybe not. Would this be considered a loving family? Is success reached?

Of course, you can't take the above scenario completely seriously. It is hypothetical. I know for a fact that not all children are totally unstable and are neglected by their parents. The point is, there are fewer and fewer instances of a typical "successful" American family. Looks are deceiving. 

But the ultimate question is: What is success?

All throughout my years in school, the first thing teachers tell you to do is follow your dreams, stand up for what you believe, etc. The funny thing is, is that as I got older, I realized my teachers had already picked my dreams and beliefs out for me.


Belief Number One: Money is essential.
Dream Number One: I want money.


Belief Number Two: A well-paying job is essential.
Dream Number Two: I must use my money to go through years of college to get this job.

Belief Number Three: Owning a nice house is essential.
Dream Number Three: I must save lots of my money from my well-paying job to get this nice house.

I didn't really see what the big deal was. Was any of it wrong? No. But I had different goals for myself. I was raised to think that what I want to do with my life is my decision. I never really understood why anything different than the above beliefs and dreams was considered a "waste of life" by some people. Is it so wrong?

This comes to the part that I don't get. Society is so hypocritical. Why in the world would you tell children to follow their dreams and do what they believe is right when you clearly already have the idea of "right" in your mind? And if these children decide to go against what you think is right, then it is suddenly wrong, which completely goes against what you just told them.

Perhaps I'm being too judgmental, I probably am. Usually what happens when I get worked up over something is I start venting to a person who thinks logically (pretty much anyone) and they find a hole in my logic and my rant fizzles out into oblivion, and I am left looking stupid. Still, I'd rather be stupid and informed later than being stupid and ignorant my entire life. I've met people who are like that. It's not a pretty sight. Especially since I occasionally meet the ignorant guy who thinks he is so much more right than you and spends his time debating something he clearly doesn't know anything about. Then when you prove him wrong, he refuses to believe it. Yeah, I really don't want to be that person.

Hypocrisy gets me all riled up I suppose. Although I would think I'd be used to it by now.