I was shocked a few days ago. My husband who is a self-proclaimed “loner” asked me to find a different color work shirt for him. Seems someone had commented that he had been wearing green for some time.
Apparently the green shirts had been surfacing and were near the top. Oops! My “mountain man” cares what color his shirt is?
Wow! We are very different, indeed. If someone commented about my green shirt, I’d go to great lengths to keep wearing green! I don’t care what color I wear and I certainly don’t care what co-workers might say about my colors.
Seems like some people need a life.
Once, I was defending my son in a boisterous manner while in my own backyard. I am far from a scene maker and was not swearing. My husband asked me what might the neighbors think?( These have been great neighbors who had had their own moments with a drunkin’ family member. I held nothing against them. In fact, I thought they handled it well.)
I DID NOT CARE ONE BIT IF THEY SAW ME DEFENDING MY SON!
I am proud to report that I am much more interested in my opinion of myself than what “others” think. I find it very hard to understand those who define themselves by the opinion of others.