The other day, I sat in a courthouse. I felt like a fish out of water. I felt like a renegade. I felt like everyone stared at everyone all the time. I felt like I was in the wrong place. I felt like I was being judged by everyone. Security was even tighter than the airport. I had to return my phone to my car. They wouldn't even let me bring it in: fear of me taking pictures, I guess, and exposing all the renegades that frequent the courthouse.
Funny how people act differently when you put them in a different environment. I decided to put my acting skills to work and walked through there like I was an attorney. I was actually asked a couple of times if I was an attorney.
Me..., yeah, right. While we all might react different from each other, we also act differently from ourselves.
Testing unknown waters. Watching out for blood in those waters and then scoping the nearest shoreline should we run into trouble.
This is not uncommon. As a matter of fact, we probably each run into similar experiences daily. Waiting at a doctor's office, getting in car accidents, navigating a long line, interviewing for a new job...
I have always been a firm believer that people show their true colors when they are put in uncomfortable situations. We see it even here on this site, in this community, when ideas are challenged or statements ruffle feathers.
Friction, people. It's what causes heat, starts a car, and also instigates evolution. When I was 11-years old, I was challenged to a fight after school by the most well-known tom boy in our grade. It seems I had offended her friend and she decided to take it upon herself to teach me a lesson. I showed up at the monkey bars knowing what was waiting for me. About forty kids had gathered as news of the "slaughter" about to take place spread quickly.
The tom boy looked me squarely in the eye and said "Are you ready?" I told her, G
o ahead, but I won't fight you. "What do you mean you won't fight me? I'm going to hit you."
Well, I won't hit you back. She looked around at the crowd, then back at me, raised her hands in the air and said, "Then it's just not worth it." Everyone stared at
me as she pushed her way through the crowd and left me standing alone in the center.
Whew! Sometimes, it's better to just not fight, sometimes it's better to just walk away. All I know is we each have to figure it out on our own.
by rayannethorn