I don't remember clearly all the details, but I do remember with crystal clarity walking into a new class one morning, looking for a seat to take early in the second semester, not really seeing anyone around me. Suddenly, I heard a very cheerful and friendly voice say, "hey, how're you doing?" I looked over as I was walking to a desk to say hello in return and was shocked to see the guy who I had once written off as "sullen and unfriendly."
Immediately a little voice in my head said, "David, you're SUCH an ass!"
I felt terrible. I had written off someone I never even knew, in a manner that I truly loathed when exhibited in others.
Earlier in my life, I had promised that I would NEVER do to others what had been so often done to me; arrogantly judging someone without really knowing them. That's why I was so incredibly angry with myself; I had treated this person as I had myself been often treated in the past.
So, you think I'm being overly dramatic? If you do, then you and I will have to agree to disagree. I hate being judged so quickly, and I hate that attitude when I find it manifesting in my own life. I loathed it then, I loathe it today.
And yes, as you read through all my other blog postings you can probably find some examples of that type of behaviour.
Just so you know, the person whom I had misjudged (and, in so doing, mistreated) gave me another chance to treat him as I should have treated him the FIRST time I met him. And we wound up becoming good friends.
As a matter of fact, we even roomed together during our Sophomore and Junior years, before he went on to become a Resident Assistant in a nearby Dorm. He was one of my best friends throughout college and remains one of my best friends to this day. A guy with a great family and a heart of gold.
And I almost blew it. I almost missed out on a friendship that has made a difference in my life.
Thank God for second chances!