Not, this isn’t some big “pump you up” self-help posting. Just a funny story I have to share with you about my recent need to “dig deep” and “be brave”.
I was invited to an Oktober Fest at a co-worker’s house. The party was last night. There would be many people there I did not know, and being naturally shy, just going to a party like that requires a certain amount of pulling myself up by the boot straps. I planned on going a little bit late, so that I wouldn’t be among the first to arrive. I got dressed and headed out.
It was dark by the time I arrived, but there was no mistaking the Italian cut of the suit on the man who arrived just before me. And he assisted a woman out of their vehicle who was extremely well-dressed as well. My heart sank. I hadn’t even thought to ask what the dress would be! I assumed it was casual. And while I was dressed nicely, I was in jeans. And it was much too far away from my house for a quick run home to change. As I saw it I had two choices: 1) Leave 2) Stay! I know! Brilliant deduction, right? I was kind of sick feeling.
As I sat in my car having an internal dialogue about leaving versus staying, I texted a friend for support, and decided to go in. I pulled myself up tall, and told myself that nobody would care that I wasn’t dressed up.
And when I walked in the door, I quietly laughed to myself. Nicely Dressed Couple were the only two there that weren’t dressed at least as casually as I was! In an odd twist of fate, the couple who unknowingly made me feel badly about how I was dressed was the same couple who were the ones whose dress made them stand out! Odd twist of fate, no?
Is there a moral to this story? Proabably. How about “things are not always as they seem” or maybe “just stop worrying about things that don’t matter and have some fun!”?