I’m Back.Posted: March 7, 2011
It has been a week since I’ve done any writing. It is time to start correcting that. Apparently my pen still works. Consider this me coming back from the locker room and stretching.
My last original post, last Sunday, dealt with the death of a co-worker who was a good friend.
I am very moved by the response I got from that post. Let’s face it, I could walk right by most of you and we’d never know our paths had crossed. Despite that, a lot of you went out of your way here on the site and on email to express condolences and concern for my well being.
Thanks y’all for the concerns and for still being here when I showed back up.
My Dad taught me to shake hands firmly and look people in the eye when I meet them. He taught me other things, but that is one that applies to this discussion.
At my friend’s funeral I ran into an old classmate I had not seen in twenty years. We both reached to shake hands and I did things the way I was taught. My classmate shook my hand, turning my wrist so his hand was over mine. This is a common technique learned by people who believe it intimidates, asserts power and establishes who is in control in the relationship.
Actually, that sort of handshake establishes to me that I am dealing with weak person who can’t deal with me as an equal and has to be subtly aggressive. Needless to say, I was not impressed by this gentleman’s tactic. I didn’t feel as if his handshake made him the alpha dog in our relationship. It made him seem desperate.
I hope that revelation doesn’t cause him to shift tactics the next time I see him. As best I can tell, the next step would be him trying to hump my leg.
One Other Thing
This was the first week in over two years I have not done any writing. It felt completely wrong. I missed doing it. I knew that I would, but I did not know how much.
I think my lesson learned is that I am a writer, with a job to support my habit.