My last piece was about making snap judgments about other people, based on superficial, external data or on preconceived notions. I know I do it, and the worse I’m feeling about myself on a particular day, the more judgmental I am of others. We often go through life making subconscious assessments of people that guide our interactions. Of course, intuition helps us prevent dangerous situations, so we can’t entirely disregard that, but I’m talking about something far more subtle, not an innate sense of legitimate self-protection but a learned or inherited prejudice or dislike of “those people.”
This weekend I had a fun conversation with my friend Geraldine, who likes musical theater as much as I do. But of course we never knew that about each other because, well, when does that come up? We happened to be at a retreat where we had to name two things about ourselves that others might not know — and we found a match. That’s always fun!
We got to talking about Marvin Hamlisch, and I told her that I’d been truly disappointed when I had not been able to go to his recent funeral.