the glass half-empty person

I go to my office, though most of what I am now doing, I can do better from home.  I am trying to figure out marketing strategies to let people know what I’m doing.  Until I have clients, it is hard to get excited about all the great listings I’m emailed all day every day.

My best source of usable information is from the assistants.  They seem to know everything that’s going on, and are smart and helpful.

So I’m sitting at my desk and a woman who works nearby (I’ll call her Nancy) begins a conversation. First we talk about the photos that were taken last week for the website.  I tell her I think the photographer did a great job, and add, “She’s going to photoshop the picture I chose and make me younger and thinner, I hope.” Nancy doesn’t smile. She solemnly responds, “That’s what everyone asks for.”

I then show her my photo.  

“You should have worn a darker jacket.  You fade into the background. Black would have been better.”  Then she adds, “Maybe they can add some makeup too.  You look awfully pale.”

I tell her I like the way the photographer has composed the picture; "It really says New York." She responds, “There are much prettier places than a street corner in Union Square.  Park Avenue would have been nicer.”

Then somehow we get on the topic of social media.  “I don’t understand it at all,” she proclaims.  And then, I’m not sure quite how, we land on a discussion of blog writers, and I admit I am one.  She says, “I think people who write blogs are selfish and egotistical.”

Hmmm.  At least I’m positive and fun I want to say. Instead I smile and say little. My son would be proud.