The Right Experience
I close my computer and head for a late lunch. With my favorite deli sandwich in hand, I pull my car up to the newly erected art for the Pro Football Hall of Fame on the downtown green space.
My decision: eat while I take in the art.
Because of the time of day, I’m the only car in the back-in diagonal street parking.
I take a bite.
A van pulls up and starts trying to back into a diagonal parking space near me.
As I watch in .5 seconds, I assess 1) their struggle, 2) the handicapped sign on the rearview mirror, 3) that I don’t have to be here and 4) shouldn’t stay parked so they can have a spot.
I whip my car into gear and drive back to my office.
When I sit down at my desk 3 minutes later, it hits me:
I assumed they needed me to move even though there were 20 parking spots and nobody else in sight.
I moved even though my intention was to eat next to the green space.
There was no verbal request, no hand gestures, not even eye contact.
I believed they were having the wrong experience and took it on as a lame heroic gesture to move out of the way.
It is a small, inconsequential moment in time that points to a larger automaticity that I was asleep to. Awareness is the first step.
In what ways are you changing your decisions because you assume someone else is having the wrong experience?
To less Ass-U-Me,
💛 Liz