Not me, actually, right now. But thank you for your concern, if you clicked through because you thought that I was upset! I’m actually referencing a quote from Grey’s Anatomy that has stuck with me. I saw this article on theFrisky today, and it got me to thinking about crying in public. In “Girl Talk: Everyone Saw Me Cry“, Maude Standish recounts her recent experience with tears at a wedding. She made a solid observation that also cracked me up when she noted that:
It can really inconvenient in the workplace, though, because it is completely rational to doubt someone’s professionalism when they are crying during a discussion. Altogether, though, I’m okay with the tears. At least they’re an honest reaction, and one that occurs for no reason except a sincere expression of emotion. I don’t use my tears to trick, guilt, or dissuade anyone, and I don’t cry every time something bad happens. But if you hurt my feelings, or really make me angry, I will cry. That might make you feel bad, or make you feel like you have accomplished something by breaking me down. You should, in general, feel bad if you make someone cry, right? But if you’re taking pleasure in someone’s tears, that’s kinda messed up. Plus, one crying jag does not a breakdown make. Don’t let my tears fool you – I’m tougher than I seem!
I was super into gymnastics for a few years when I was a kid, and had dreams of going to the Olympics. That was not likely to happen, because my skill set was completely out of whack. I could navigate the balance beam easy peasy, doing no handed cartwheels and dismounts like it was NBD. Not so great on the vault or bars, though, and despite my best efforts I never learned how to do a basic handstand. But for a while I was all about gymnastics, which led me to this book:
All of this leads to the aforementioned Grey’s Anatomy quote. Dr. Arizona Robbins approaches the Chief, and forewarns him about their upcoming conversation:
Arizona: I am going to cry. And I just want you to know that it’s going to happen. And I just want you to ignore it. And I’m not crying cause I’m upset. It’s just what happens when I get mad at people of authority.
Richard: You’re mad at me?
Arizona: I’m mad at you. And I’m crying cause you’re the boss, my boss, which brings up my issues of authority and my dad, who you kind of remind me of. Not that you’re old, but you command respect, people respect you….
Arizona: But…I will fight you. And I will win, sir!
Richard: You think you can fight me? And win?
Arizona: Yes (nodding & crying)
Richard: Good luck.
Arizona: Because I have something that you don’t have. I have joy!