In just a couple of months, I will mark 6 years in this business. In that time, I have seen A LOT of faces come and go. I’ve covered so many interesting stories, some I dreaded, some that made me emotional, and others I’ll never forget (especially some of the people I’ve come to know!). But one thing I’ve been a bit lucky on these past several years is a fairly limited amount of public criticism. I’ve never been good at taking it, admittedly, no matter where it comes from. But I think I learned at a pretty early age not to care what people think of me, sort of… Of course to some extent, most of us want to be loved, liked and respected and do our best to ensure that happens by how we present ourselves, the way we treat others, etc.
But when it comes to some people just being darn right nasty with you, especially undeservedly, it’s just ridiculous and not worth the time to give the person dishing out the dirt any credence. This week, a viewer decided to send an email to the station lamenting me because she doesn’t care for my hair. Her note was unkind and rude to say the least. The most awful part about such notes–is that our station general email account is copied to every single person in the newsroom, so everyone reads it–good or bad. I replied with a simple message saying something to the effect of how I understand it’s important to be pleasant-looking in my chosen occupation, but rather than concerning myself with things so incredibly vain, I am far more concerned with my credibility, compassion, and story-telling abilities as a journalist. I thought that would put her meanness to a stop. Well, I was wrong. She replied back to my email with an even nastier comment. My boss was kind enough to tell her he’s worked in this business 35 years, and if there’s one thing he’s learned–especially when it comes to female on-air talent–no two people will have the same opinion: you can’t please everyone. Some people will just love you, and others just won’t–plain and simple.
Life is like that–you can’t win ‘em all over, no matter what. This viewer’s unpleasantry doesn’t get under my skin, it honestly just makes me wonder why anyone would think it okay to tell someone in such a public way that they look awful. Would I go up to the clerk at the mall or grocery store and tell her she looks bad? Would you? No. You would never dream it. It just goes back to the good old golden rule: treat others how you want to be treated. What a novel idea! It reminds me to do that in my own life, too. It’s much better to make friends, than enemies, so be kind to everyone: Jesus in the flesh.
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This post was written by kmashek on August 5, 2012