Perspective

sometimes in life you need a little perspective. Sometimes I let things affect me negatively and I shouldn't. I never realized how much I am ruled by my emotions...but also, more powerfully, I could control my emotions in a small way, and eventually in a large way.

Whoopi Goldberg taught me on The View, that no one can make you feel a certain way, only YOU can ALLOW them to make you feel a certain way. This affected me tremendously, and I think of it often.

Tonight a co-worker dropped a $20 bill. I thought it would be funny to convince him that it was mine, and if I were convincing enough, he would give it to me, at which point I would immediately give it back. Well it backfired horribly. Not as horribly as it could have but....well he believed that I wanted the $20 bill, but knew it was his all along. So he thought I wanted to steal it. When I explained that I was joking, that I would never take his money, a preposterous notion to me, he did't believe me and even told someone else, see she was lying because she stuttered. okaaaaaaaaaaaay whatever. I guess I can't joke around like that.

But I can't let this affect my life either. People will think what they want to think of me, how are they to know about my exceptional morals? Guilty until proven innocent, right? I can't be friendly with someone who thinks I'm a thief but I don't have to be obnoxious or immature either. I was thinking he would tell me that he knew I was joking the next time I saw him, and knowing that it was a lie because I SAW the look in his eye, and tell him I knew it was a lie. After all, if he really did believe me, why wouldn't he say it tonight when I was so obviously pissed about him saying I was trying to steal his money. But now I'm thinking I will just let it go, bygones be gone and all that crap. Because so what if he DOES think I'm a thief? God knows and I know and my husband knows. Hell, my own brother accused me of stealing his crappy gameboy.