I had a really amazing week. Besides getting to see a Duran Duran show, visiting with good friends in California, actually meeting John Taylor, Roger Taylor and Moby (random but true, he was at the after party) and having a really good time people kept complimenting me.
This might sound like a regular thing, but I generally get compliments on things like being funny, or staying calm during stressful situations. These people were complimenting my appearance. Honestly, I don’t get that a lot these days. I work from home so I generally dress like a hobo, wear my hair in a ponytail and eat from 10am to 5pm then again at dinner. It hasn’t been the best time for my self-image.
BUT! People told me I looked beautiful! (Okay, maybe it was only Gabe and Laurie, but still. That is a big big deal to me and two days later I am still giddy about it.) And two people told me that they thought I was much younger than I am.
Here is where the not right with me part comes into play. I think I forgot how to gracefully accept a compliment.
When one of my new friends told me he thought I was 22 I replied. “No. I am just really immature.” and then later “But thank you.” and then when my airplane friend said she thought I was 18 (18!) I said “No, I just dress like a six year old. Oh, but thank you.”
What is my problem? Why can’t I just say “Thank you very much. You are too kind.” or something grown up and charming like that?
This is something I need to work on.
In the mean time, please look at this video I took with my telephone because we live in the future and pretend I have nice manners.