spukee
Don Juan
I ride a bike everywhere, and when I come home I have to lug it up two flights of stairs to my apartment - no big deal, a bike isn't exactly heavy.
Yesterday there were two girls at the bottom of the stairs - one around 13-14 years old, and the other 16-17. Too young for me, so I didn't pay much attention to them. When I hoisted my bike up on my shoulder I saw the 16-17 year old girl give me this incredulous look, so I stop for a sec and give her a smile. "You're really strong!" she says. Hell, that caught me off-gaurd... I chuckled and replied "oh... well thanks," smiled again and headed up the stairs.
The whole thing got me to thinking... I can dish out some witty complements, and hide them in a conversation like a pro. But when it comes to taking complements I don't handle it very well... I get a little embarassed, and I never know what to say. They always sound insincere anyway - I'm not strong, and I'm not exceptionally good looking (I let my personality make up for my physical flaws).
So how do y'all go about accepting complements?
Yesterday there were two girls at the bottom of the stairs - one around 13-14 years old, and the other 16-17. Too young for me, so I didn't pay much attention to them. When I hoisted my bike up on my shoulder I saw the 16-17 year old girl give me this incredulous look, so I stop for a sec and give her a smile. "You're really strong!" she says. Hell, that caught me off-gaurd... I chuckled and replied "oh... well thanks," smiled again and headed up the stairs.
The whole thing got me to thinking... I can dish out some witty complements, and hide them in a conversation like a pro. But when it comes to taking complements I don't handle it very well... I get a little embarassed, and I never know what to say. They always sound insincere anyway - I'm not strong, and I'm not exceptionally good looking (I let my personality make up for my physical flaws).
So how do y'all go about accepting complements?