First impression is not always the best

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I don’t why some people think they know a person after they met them the first time. The first impression is not always the best. If the person is friendly, it’s because they have manners. But you can’t know what the person is like. E.g. they say the first impression is important in a job interview. Apparently, it should take 2 minutes. That’s how long people I meet spend time with me. I never get any friends because they’re not patient enough. Being friendly doesn’t get you, friends. Not that I need any. I’ve managed without them so far. With friends, I mean, friends offline. I have friends on Facebook that I went to the same school with, but I haven’t met them privately. Two of them are my former workmates, but I didn’t spend time with them after work. Our interests are just different.

I don’t know what it is, but no one seems to want to keep in touch after an education. Maybe I’m just boring, and they don’t bother. I haven’t missed them either. They don’t even live in the same city, so we couldn’t meet anyway. Only losers keep in touch with former schoolmates. Not really, though. Only those who keep in touch with their old friends in their childhood. At least I don’t understand why someone should. It doesn’t mean they are losers. It’s weird people still meet their childhood friends. You would think they would have grown apart by now. Personally, I wouldn’t try to find old friends. I wouldn’t have anything in common with them. They probably have families, or they’ve died. I rather meet new people and not keep in touch. I’m not very good at that. Not even when it comes to relatives.

Some people act to be friendly, but they’re not really. The first impression of a person is not always the best. Sometimes I wonder why someone has got a job in the first place. Especially if they work in the service sector. No matter how bad you feel, you shouldn’t take it out on a customer. It goes the other way around too. I was once in a Finnish train station, and I went to ask the service clerk about which rail my train would leave. I said what train it was. The woman behind the desk said negatively, just look at the board up on the wall over there. She didn’t even bother to look at her computer. There were a lot of trains coming and going. I thought I would miss my train. I did try to look for it on the screen, but it was confusing. That was the reason why I went to the clerk to ask in the first place. That’s the worst service I ever got. How can someone like her get a job in a service business with an attitude like that? Luckily, I did find my train, but she ruined my whole day. I’m still appalled when I think about that day. Your bad mood shouldn’t affect the way you treat others. Rudeness is one of the worst things in the world. It’s much better to be polite, and it also makes the customer feel they matter. The other way around too.

I always try to be friendly with others. Sometimes I get upset at something someone has done, but I don’t say it to someone face. Unless it’s someone I know well, then I’m not afraid to say my opinion. If I’m rude, I’m not doing it out of spite. If you answer with anger, then you get the same. If the person is rude, you shouldn’t be rude back. It’s easy to fall for that trap when the other is trying to provoke you. That person only wants to argue. I guess when you get older, you calm down and don’t go into every argument. At the first impression, you would think I’m always calm and don’t give out my own opinions. But there are a time and a place for everything. Never judge a person at first impression because you only get to know them after a longer period of time. Don’t give everything out at once. The best part of any relationship is having a mystery to solve. You might even learn something new about yourself.

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