Self esteem is an important part of our makeup and the way we deal with everyday life is directly linked to it. It affects our perception of ourselves, as our perception of ourselves affects it, the happier we are with way we are, the higher our self esteem, and vice-versa. As you can see, self esteem is going to be an essential thing to have in some abundance when it comes to certain formal situations that we all find ourselves in from time to time, situations such as interviews, for example.
In an interview we are required to do several things that we would not do in normal everyday life, and these changes in our routine are a major problem for some people. An excellent case in point is meeting new people, a task that some people find stressful and difficult, for many different reasons. However, you will never see a confident, happy person with no complexes concerning themselves sweat to death and stammer their way through a series of ordinary questions that suddenly seem incredibly embarrassing for no good reason... Why? Because these people have a high level of self esteem that means that they do not get embarrassed while talking to people that they do not know, and that they will never feel inadequate, or as though someone would have some deep-seated reason to not want to talk to them.
Self esteem is part of the three things that make up our awareness of ourselves, and the higher it is the better, because the more confident you are in yourself the happier you will be in yourself, and so unusual situations will not seem so stressful. Imagine that you are a shy, nervous person who does not enjoy meeting new people, or even talking to the ones that you know all that much. Imagine that your first and last thought when in conversation is ‘Am I making a good impression?’, or ‘Oh no! I’ve never seen you before... what do I say?’ It would be an uncomfortable life to lead to say the least. Now imagine you are toweringly confident, absolutely sure that you could not be happier in yourself, quite happy to talk to anyone that strikes up a conversation, and quite capable of holding a pleasant conversation with a stranger without starting to sweat or sounding like you’re mentally challenged because you can’t get your thoughts straight through all the doubts flying through your mind. And now think on the person you are most likely to employ as the man performing the interview...
Self esteem has a massive effect on us during formal situations, it can be an invaluable aid or a crushing disability... depending upon how much you’ve got.
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
Sunday, 20 September 2009
Role Model Homework
I thought I'd write my first peice of homework here on account of not wanting to have to remember to print it off, anyway, here it is.
I don't really have any role models, to be perfectly honest with you, I try to act the way that I think I should, rather than the way someone I know and respect does. The same goes for all aspects of my life, I go about my business completely uninterested in others' opinion of me, and everything I say or do, I do to my own standard and in my own manner. However, this is an assignment concerning role models, so I have summoned up the closest that I can get to the traditional role model, my father. As far as taste, fashion, hobbies and all the other superficial things that people think on are concerned, me and my dad couldn't be more different. He plays the banjo, I play electric guitar, he dresses like a homeless man that wandered through Topman while seriously intoxicated, I look like I wandered through Oxfam in a similar state of befuddlement, and his hobbies are fairly varied, but always reasonably terrible. For example, during the holidays, for fun, mind you, we painted the fence in the back garden, and generally tidied up the appearance of our house. I would hve rather been chewing off my own feet, but, as it happens, I spent most of my time walking my dog, listening to heavy metal and playing xbox games, which he considers to be a ridiculous and pointless invention, much to my disgust.
Nevertheless, the values of right and wfong, and what you should do when confronted with extraordinary circumstances are very, very similar indeed. We both have an almost overdeveloped sense of right and wrong, in which there is no grey area, and he has instilled in me over the years the basic truth of life, namely being that you stand up for yourself, for others and for the things in which you believe, whatever the cost. In essence, he shoved a backbone made of the strongest moral fibre imaginable up a place it is unwise to mention in an essay to a teacher from a very early age. For this despite the terrible taste in music and the ghastly things he does for 'fun', I can only be grateful in the extreme, because a life spent with any other attitude, would, in my opinion, be bloody awful.
I don't really have any role models, to be perfectly honest with you, I try to act the way that I think I should, rather than the way someone I know and respect does. The same goes for all aspects of my life, I go about my business completely uninterested in others' opinion of me, and everything I say or do, I do to my own standard and in my own manner. However, this is an assignment concerning role models, so I have summoned up the closest that I can get to the traditional role model, my father. As far as taste, fashion, hobbies and all the other superficial things that people think on are concerned, me and my dad couldn't be more different. He plays the banjo, I play electric guitar, he dresses like a homeless man that wandered through Topman while seriously intoxicated, I look like I wandered through Oxfam in a similar state of befuddlement, and his hobbies are fairly varied, but always reasonably terrible. For example, during the holidays, for fun, mind you, we painted the fence in the back garden, and generally tidied up the appearance of our house. I would hve rather been chewing off my own feet, but, as it happens, I spent most of my time walking my dog, listening to heavy metal and playing xbox games, which he considers to be a ridiculous and pointless invention, much to my disgust.
Nevertheless, the values of right and wfong, and what you should do when confronted with extraordinary circumstances are very, very similar indeed. We both have an almost overdeveloped sense of right and wrong, in which there is no grey area, and he has instilled in me over the years the basic truth of life, namely being that you stand up for yourself, for others and for the things in which you believe, whatever the cost. In essence, he shoved a backbone made of the strongest moral fibre imaginable up a place it is unwise to mention in an essay to a teacher from a very early age. For this despite the terrible taste in music and the ghastly things he does for 'fun', I can only be grateful in the extreme, because a life spent with any other attitude, would, in my opinion, be bloody awful.
Monday, 14 September 2009
My first post...
Hi, my name is Sean Pooler, and this is my blog for communications and culture. I am an outgoing, laid back kind of person, with an interest in the human psyche and what makes people do what they do. Because of this, I decided to take Coms and Culture in order to broaden my mind and learn a little as regarding the subject.
Thanks for reading.
Thanks for reading.
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