As a word-lover – I was given an impossible task as a homework assignment yesterday. Literally, impossible. Not. Fucking. Doable.
Softskills courses have a tendency to get very floaty and hippie-esque at times. Especially when there’s roleplay scenarios involved. I can’t tell you how passionately I hate roleplay. Be it professionally or…winkwinknudgenudge….my acting skills are non-existent and harder to fake than most other things. I can’t do it. And I hate it.
But this course didn’t dive into dramatics. Or what-ifs. Nope. It quickly honed in on on something I’m surprisingly uncomfortable with: myself.
Describe yourself in ten words or less.
And I can’t.
No way, José. There’s just. I MEAN. TEN words? That’s nothing. I can’t even order a meal in ten words or less, let alone capture my essence. Not that I am that complex of a person. I’m not. But ten words is just NOT A LOT.
So I can’t.
I’ve started and stopped around 20 times now. Tried powersentences and wordsummaries. Or combinations. But nothing really is…me.
I am more than ten words. However you look at it.
I fucking can’t. And I seriously doubt anyone could. While being happy with the description. IT’S NOT ENOUGH.
Who am I?
‘Someone that loves to be more than needed and demanded’.
There. That’s ten words right?
Yep. This assignment sucks.