But we still worry about it don’t we?
Well I do.
Which is actually kind of funny because I can be loud, somewhat opinionated and I know I have been known to offend.
Still worry about it.
And it bothers me that it bothers me.
I presented to a group of nurses a couple days ago on how to work effectively with parents who have chronically ill children. The discussion was lively and somewhat controversial but it got us all talking about how to work as a team…..talking is good.
I walked away empowered and feeling great.
And then I read the reviews……
“I’m so bummed,” I told hubbie. “Five people, 4% of the group disagreed with the material presented, my material.”
Hubbie laughed, “Only 4%? What did the other people think?”
“I guess they thought it was helpful.”
“95% isn’t bad.”
“Um…..96%…..but what did those five people think?” I asked. “Did I upset them? Did I say something wrong? Do they not like me? Why couldn’t I be 100%?” And then I laughed because I sounded slightly neurotic……only slightly.
Truth is, I never really wanted to know about those five people. It’s really none of my business what they thought of my presentation and given the nature of the conversation, they probably were offended. It’s hard to talk about how parents and nurses can collaborate better without getting a little emotional….we all have our stories.
Despite really wanting to sit down with those five people and hear their opinion, listen to what irked them, I am trying hard to let it go. Why focus on the bad evidence when the good evidence is good? Why spend precious brain time on this? People are going to like ya….or not and I guess it really is just none of our business…..
that’s what I’m telling myself.