There are just some people who we just don’t like. I have a more than average tolerance for most people, but on the occasion when that person comes along that I absolutely would rather drink from the toilet rather than associate with them I just let them know. This practice is not as warmly accepted as you might think.
I would never purposely go out of my way to hurt anyone, but I have one of those faces that other poker players would love to have sitting at their table. My face hides absolutely nothing! I have had my sister, and children rolling on the floor in hysterical laughter after declaring that I felt I had successfully concealed my dislike for a certain individual. Now you see in my mind I know that I have been successful by not saying exactly what was going through my mind during a conversation.
The problem is my facial expression that (without my permission) always seems to convey the look of why are you so stupid, please get away from me, just shut the fuck up, or oh my God somebody please shoot me now. So you see my problem is that I always think my facial expression is matching my earnest attempt to be polite when in actuality it is not! So once this was pointed out to me I just decided the best policy was to be honest.
I have a neighbor who I know for a fact dislikes me as much as I dislike him. I decided one day while we were in the middle of one of our pretend to be nice fake banter sessions to just stop the nonsense. I told him that I knew he did not like me, and that I know he knew that I did not like him. I followed this with listen we are neighbors if I have anything you need to borrow, or if you need help you can count on me. I have no problem with that kind of interaction. Then I said “Please just don’t make me smile like a jack-ass, and pretend to like you every time we see each other.”
Now in my little world I believed that he had felt the same sense of relief that I had felt by just putting this out on the table in what I perceived to be a very polite, progressive conversation. Then I got a call from another neighbor who said ” I just had a conversation with so and so, he told me that you said you didn’t like him. So I reassured him that I’m sure that was not what you meant at all.” I responded by saying No he was correct I did tell him that I don’t like him, and proceeded to tell her the rest of our conversation. To which she replied in her very southern accent “Well egg on my face!”
Moral of this little story is that everyone says honesty is the best policy, but it clearly is not always the truth. 😉