To me it seems that many of the people who claim that they are looked down on (or judged by others because they are different) seem to be the most judgmental of all.

I am not sure if that last statement made sense but let me try and explain. I recently have read some blogs where certain people talk about how they feel others have judged them by the way they looked, dressed, talked or by the way they dress. The theme of the blogs seem to be "I just don't fit in" or "Rich people, religious people, skinny people, pretty people, smart people, etc.., make me feel uncomfortable."

The funny thing is that in the few encounters I have had with these bloggers they are they commit the same crimes.

A few years ago I worked at a place where I was always hearing how someone didn't like me. I was always amazed at the reason given since I really didn't know most of these individuals. And to be honest I really didn’t care how they felt.

The reasons for disliking me were so bizarre. Just to name a few – “I asked too many questions in meetings, I was hired for a position they had applied for, I was a manager, I was on the dark side, I lived in the south end, they hated my boss and so they also hated me. ”

It's not that I am some innocent being who is always kind to the sick, old and less fortunate. I can be a bitch and I can be mean. The thing is, at least let me treat you like shit before you cross me off of your possible friend list. You never know what opportunities were missed because you were "hatin" before you had all the facts. We probably had more in common than you will ever know.

Two of my dearest friends were almost lost opportunities.

Sometimes you think you may not have anything in common with someone but what you see may not be what you get. Twinkie and I worked in the same company (with offices a few doors apart) for more than two years before we became friends.

We only got to know each other during my last 12 months at that job. I can't imagine my life without her in it and I am glad we took the time to get to know each other.

Then there are times when a person gives you a bad first impression and you never look beyond that encounter to see if your instinct was wrong.

The first time Victoria and I met (about nine years ago) we instantly disliked each other. We were in an uncomfortable situation (a forced meeting by a mutual friend) and we judged each other based on the people we were with.

Months went by until we were forced together to celebrate the same mutual friend's birthday. On the second meeting we instantly connected and I have adored her since. In fact, we frequently laugh about our disastrous first meeting. And the mutual friend that forced us together? We realized that we didn't like her that much after all and lost contact with her years ago.


I guess what I am saying is, don't boo-hoo about the girls that were mean to you in high school or the women in your neighborhood that don't appreciate your unique style. Stop and think about the times you have snubbed someone for no reason. Don't be crying unless you can stop your hatin'