Take The Compliment!

The toughest critic on you is yourself.

I love creating art. I think I make decent art things. But I’m also hard on myself and find all the flaws where I could have done better. What’s worse is I enjoy showing it off to people, but I don’t take compliments very well.

My art of choice varies on my moods and the seasons. I’ve always been crafty and creative. This time of year I enjoy carving pumpkins. I can’t wait to get my hands on some and let the creative juices flow! I’m also excited about showcasing my costume. I’m a bit worried that the more I talk about it, the less it will be amazing when I show it off.

I don’t want to show it off quite yet, but I also want some advice on a few parts of it. Argh. Silly brain isn’t being helpful. I’m sure people will tell me it looks good, but I want better than that!

Ack. Argh. Ugh. Just take the compliment Joe. It’ll be fine.

Socially Accepted Kindness

I find it weird when someone at work talks about me behind my back. Especially when it’s something nice- that’s even worse. I don’t do compliments well.

Turns out I’m making a good impression at work lately. I think it comes from the fact that I am honest and polite. Or maybe it’s because of my obsession with Star Wars. Or perhaps my use of movie quotes in daily conversations. Whatever the case may be- I’m not sure I like it.

But being kind and listening to others makes me feel good. If I do talk about someone behind their back, I will say it to their face as well. No point in hiding behind rumors and hearsay.

I like being nice though. I guess it shows and people talk. šŸ˜Ž


I don’t take compliments very well.  In fact, I’m often very modest in that aspect.  (My wife may disagree with me, but she would be wrong.)  I also have a tendency to give credit where credit is due.  I won’t take kudos for something that wasn’t originally my idea.

I’m not saying I don’t have an ego.  I already boost my ego regularly by commenting on how awesome I am.  I also over exaggerate the importance of something trivial that I accomplished (like change the toilet paper roll).  I enjoy being that way because even the smallest of gestures sometimes need a bit of sarcasm and fun.  Oh look!  I refilled the paper in the photocopier when it wasn’t even low!  

When my children were younger we commented on what a great job they did at nearly everything.  Just like most parents.  At first we were proud of their accomplishments.  Learning to walk or brushing their teeth, but over time- children needed constant validation for everything they did.

I’m not searching for validation.  I figure doing a good job is satisfying enough.  And I do a good job.  *pats self on back*