It was lunch hour.
We both stood at opposite sides, staring suspiciously at a cheese and spinach roll.
"Have you tried it?" - he asked.
"No. Have you?" I replied.
"Rock, paper, scissors?"
This is how David and I met for the first time, last week at a conference in London.
Instant "besties".
Throughout your lifetime, you meet people, build friendships, and some fade away into noise.
With some people, we click instantly; with others, we struggle to have a casual conversation.
I used to be burdened by this. I'm direct, tough love, sometimes lacking diplomacy, yet open-minded, playful, curious, and have an unapologetic sense of humor reflecting that. Although my intentions are never malicious, I can get misunderstood from time to time.
I hated that.
After many years of struggle, I learned to see it as a superpower. I realized I am not for everyone, nor should I be. Humor comes in handy as a great vibe check, leaving me surrounded by people who fill my batteries.
After all - why would anyone want to be surrounded by people who drain them out?
Seems simple, but it’s one of those things that is not that obvious in practice.
☕ Caffeinated weekend cheers,
