Today my question was about first impressions.
Whether it’s on a blind date, an interview, or meeting the new significant other’s parents, how do you react if the person isn’t how you imagined? Do you try to find some common ground, simply be polite, or shrug your shoulders?
Hubby and I met through an ad in the local paper. Having only received one letter from him and a phone call, the jury was out as to what to expect. He just sounded a nice guy and there was no worry about strings or romantic notions being attached.
He let me do all the talking, so heaven know what his first impression was of me, but I felt I could trust him, he was good company, and a gentleman as he opened the car door for me before getting in himself, none of this leaning over the passenger seat to release the door from the inside. No peck on the cheek or other kiss goodnight either and he wanted to see me again!
Things just went from there and we have been together ever since.
Meeting his parents for the first time was a bit daunting as they were nothing like mine, and I did feel a little out of my depth, but his Dad and I got on really well and apparently apart from the cautionary ‘Do you know what you’re doing Son?’ he said I seemed like a nice girl. His Mum was harder work but I promised I’d look after her boy and I have.
Things between her and I were never close as I wouldn’t stand for her nonsense, some of which was petty and unkind, so I don’t think she liked that I stood up to her.
However, some blind dates were horrendous, though I always tried to be polite and if I didn’t want to see them again, told them so as kindly as I could. I met some parents too though and although the boyfriend and I didn’t work out, as far as I know, no-one thought I was horrible!
I never stood anyone up (though I was on several occasions) and even if it had disaster written all over it from the get go, we’d struggle through for an hour or so before parting company. Also, I never walked out on a date leaving them high and dry, though it may have come close. On the other hand, I was never left alone either.
As for job interviews, I was always nervous at wanting to do well and come across as confident and capable.
I was given the job at the vending machine company because my ‘marital status’ fitted in with a lot of the staff in that I was divorced, living with somebody, and had a dog.
My immediate bosses were husband and wife, very fair and open about what was expected. I got on well with them and in later years when the shit hit the fan in my relationship, it was she who stood by me and helped me get my life back together.
The job at the book company was mine after I told them a joke because they were fed up with the weirdos that had previously applied. I was interviewed by three people and given an exercise to do on spreadsheets with various scenarios as to why people were late settling their accounts. It wasn’t until two years or so later that it came to light they had never read my CV as they didn’t understand what the paperclip was on the bottom of the email I’d sent expressing an interest.