It was a mid-summer afternoon and my wife and I were trying to decide where to eat dinner. After the normal back and forth of ideas we finally decided and a nearby steakhouse. We arrived at twilight around seven pm as the sun was going down and noticed the dark clouds moving towards the restaurant.
We sat down and about half way through dinner as our food arrived we heard the crash of thunder. It seemed as if it shook the western memorabilia on the walls of the dining room. We finished our meal and paid our waitress. As we approached the corridor of exit, we saw the accumulation of people around the door, all looking at the absolute down pour of rain. It was raining so hard a couple people thought they saw animals pairing up.
No one would dare budge out of the door and into the massive down pour of rain. I made the decision that this would be the perfect opportunity for me to show my wife what a good spouse I was and how lucky she was. As I went for the exit door, I could feel the other patrons staring at me. At first I thought it was in admiration but when I opened the door I’m pretty sure I heard someone mumble, “What an idiot.”
It was too late now. I was in the extreme rain. I felt like Forrest Gump in Vietnam. After the first three steps my flip-flops slipped from my feet. So I chased them off the curb as they were trying their best to float to the drainage in the parking lot. I grabbed them and kept walking on the side walk toward my vehicle.
I had to tip toe through the lava rock that had washed out of the flower beds. I finally reached the vehicle soaked from top to bottom. I pulled the car around to the front of the building and turned it around looking through the fogged windshield so the passenger door would be directly in front of the restaurant and my wife.
I quickly hopped out grabbing the umbrella from inside the car and ran around to meet my wife in the corridor and escorted her five or six feet from the restaurant door to the door on the vehicle. I think I may have even seen a few men with their arms crossed starring daggers at me for trying to show them up. As I got back in, my hands were so wet I couldn’t grip the steering wheel. As I turned to search for anything dry in the back seat I heard my wife speak
She said, “Oh no! The side of my shoe got wet.”
………………………………………………………………….. There was an awkward silence and I just starred at her. After a few seconds she busted out in hysterical laughter. I had given her THE LOOK. The look that says, “Are you kidding me?”
There are a couple reasons I tell this story. The first is, it’s true and I think it’s hilarious. The second is I use to fear saying something silly without a lot of thought behind it and someone giving me THE LOOK. After watching my wife handle me give her THE LOOK, I figured I could handle someone giving it to me. She acted like it was nothing and taught me how to handle an awkward situation; with laughter and not to take everything so seriously.
In my career, this has freed me up to express myself freely without the self-conscious worry and fear that I had going on inside my own head.
Feel confident to always express yourself freely and know how to handle THE LOOK.