The Bragger and the Story Teller |
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I was passively watching a majorly crappy movie on HBO at a very early
hour of the morning, let's call it 5am. There was this character in the
movie, a doctor who was a Harvard graduate, used to be in the military,
worked as a male underwear model from time to time, went rock climbing,
had an acrobatic flight license and went to Africa every summer as a
volunteer for an organization looking after sick kids.
I'm going to mimic modesty and only imply the next part of my thoughts.
As I was watching the movie I remembered something a good friend of
mine told me recently:
"You know, in our 1st or 2nd year in
university you used to tell stories all the time, just like you do now
actually, and I always thought: this guy is unbelievable, how much can
one person brag about himself?! Now after so many years I understand."
Just like those annoying people who insist on showing you their holiday
photos, from their one month Scandinavian summer getaway, my stories
about the many things I do must annoy people too. Actually, I'm also
one of those annoying people who insist on showing their holiday
photos. The truth is I don't do it just to show off "how cool I am
compared to someone else". I do it because I find things I do very
interesting and I feel compelled to share interesting things, knowledge
and experience. Plus I REALLY do a LOT of things!
I've long noticed that some people ask me to tell stories and explain
things on their own, others feel the need to respond with stories of
similar interest (as if it were a contest) never actually listening to
my stories except to evaluate their interestingness score and
counterattack, and others just cut my stories short from the very
beginning by expressing their lack of interest outright. I obviously
love the first, prefer the latter and dislike the second approach.
To cut things short I guess my big question is: How annoying am I really?
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