Professor Oprah has a quiz on her site that I just took that I find thought provoking. It's all about the dynamics of your relationship with a close friend. Using criteria that some wise person in the Oprah building in Chicago deemed key components to a strong friendship, you can assess how well you friendship, and how well your friend friendships, and how well you friendship together. (See, if you're a drinking person, you could make a drinking game out of this and already be drunk right here. Or sick.)
So I took the quiz for me and my friend. Turns out I suck as a friend. Or we both do. Also apparently I give more than I get. But here's where I question these kinds of quizzes. Is it that I give more, or that I would like to think I give more, when really I'm a big selfish prat? 'Cause I might think I'm all self-sacrificing, when in reality that's just how I like to think I appear.
The quiz asks you to rank yourself and your friend on a series of statements. For instance, do I "Create a supportive atmosphere, making a point of being cheerful, encouraging, and caring enough to make the other person feel good?" Does my friend? I give myself a big fat Always, and Friendy McFrienderson gets a big fat Sometimes. But then in real life, I'm all scowly and face-making when Friendy tells me of plots to rule the universe and otherwise become independently wealthy. So in my head I'm supportive of the not-crack smoking. But in Friendy's mind, I'm not supportive of dreams near and dear to the McHeart. Which one of us is right? Maybe world domination is within Friendy's grasp, if only there is a supportive friend to offer words of encouragement. Who made me Queen? Well, besides me. 'Cause in my mind I'm Queen. With a tiara and jewels and a puffy ballgown and stuff.
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