I used to have an Uncle Willy, who was so opinionated and sure he was right that people in his town would cross the street if they saw him coming.
I’m not like that. I’m always ready to hear the other person’s viewpoint and am willing to concede that I may be wrong sometimes. I think in general, I’m a pretty nice person who’s easy to get along with.
I may have at least one person who might disagree with me on that.
I have people I work with on a fairly regular basis – mostly behind the scenes people who help keep my site running and my email and product sales functioning. If I’m in touch with them, it’s usually because I have a problem I don’t know how to solve.
I have known this particular person about a year and a half. They are exceptionally good at what they do, and always put forth 110%. Really, I can’t think of anyone who does such an outstanding job, often going above and beyond what is expected.
This weekend, I had a problem I couldn’t solve. It was a problem I had created myself, and I took complete responsiblity for it.
Over the weekend, there were increasing numbers of emails back and forth, all very friendly and helpful. At one point, however, I received an email in a decidedly business like tone.
No more “hey Brenda what have you done now?”. All of a sudden, it was “please use the following designations when contacting…”. Do you see the difference? I’m trying to be a little vague here because I don’t want to give away who this person is, because I still think they are awesome at what they do.
I think the problem was me.
People with ADD (who are mostly very bright people) just don’t get it sometimes. Or maybe we don’t get it the first few times. We do impulsive things without considering the consequences. Sometimes we ask too many questions. Some would even say dumb questions.
I’m not sure what pushed my friend over the edge this weekend, but I’m pretty sure my ADD had something to do with it.
And you know what? There’s not much I can do about that, other than trying my best, just as I always do.
I don’t mean to be a pain; it’s just that sometimes I am despite my best intentions.