Sep 20, 2018
Hi everyone! This is Connie Sokol, and you're listening to Balance Redefined Radio. I've spent over 20 years teaching people how to redefine what balance really is, meaning a more purposeful and joyful life.
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Okay, so I have to share this embarrassing but enlightening experience because it was pretty funny when I look back on it…
When I was back in college, back in the day, I learned some fascinating truths about behavioral differences between men and women, but not from a class. No, it came from walking up a very tall hill on a frosty morning with my dress tucked in the back of my pantyhose. Do you even remember what pantyhose are? Well I do, and I had to wear them, so this is my story.
Happily unaware, I remember thinking as I walked along, chirping and cooing to the young man I had casually caught up to and that I actually really liked, that it was unusually chilly that morning. Why did I not catch that as a clue? I even wished I had worn a long coat instead of a short jacket because I remember that I was chili on my lower half.
I remember the great number of students both in front of and behind us all heading for our 8:00 classes.
Do you see these clues here? Yeah. You probably do, but I didn't because when we reached his class building, I remember after saying a very sweet and coy goodbye and turning to go his voice flatly echoing across the morning campus saying, “Hey Connie, your skirt…” This was when I swept my hand behind my lower half and found well, my lower half. That's right. I spent the next hour in class not thinking about the elements of biology, but on the rudiments of human behavior to be brief, no pun intended.
First why during my 20 minute death march, didn't anyone, especially a woman, tell me about my unintentional expose? Right?
Second, why was the faded messenger a man? When a guy has a zipper down, not to be rude, men do not nervously hesitate, and then discreetly take them aside and whispered, “X, Y, Z.” They say, “Dude, flies open,” and then they go about their business. Right?
No lingering shame at having noticed and no need to apologize or go and tell 10 friends about the embarrassing incident, but how many women walking up that hill had in sheer terror watched me sway in the wind and yet, we're unable to tap me on the shoulder and say, “X, Y, your whole backside...” Right?
As I sat in class, I became confused about the ways of a woman, and by the way that roar you hear is the loud agreeing applause of men nationwide. This is a gender who can categorically pick lint balls off a stranger suit, coat, or tech exposed dress tags with an accompanying shoulder pat.
You know how it is to say, “Now you're dressed,” but can't tell someone that they're dress is stuck in there nylons? Our college tax dollars finally paid off that morning because I experienced my educational epiphany.
This feminine duality can occur because the ladder dress and nylons is confrontational and it carries away too great and unknown. It's just really plain embarrassing…
“What if I offend the person?” Isn't that our favorite go-to as women. “What if she gets mad? What if she doesn't like me and then two months later I see her in the grocery store?”
All of these are really important high level questions for yourself. Yet as you can see, there was just too much at stake with lint. We are safe because we are socially justified. No Court of law would convict us for picking off lint Paul or for that matter have loosely flying hair because that's what you do with a lint ball or loosely flying hair. It's just that simple, but for those of you still confused, another roar…
The behavioral bottom line is this, no pun intended, when interference is emotionally pricey, I eat a trailing toilet paper. A woman will stick to the weather, and the color of your shirt. Class over. See you next week.
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