Were I not so modest, I might even say I am the least egotistical person you could hope to meet. I am not given to excessive conceit. I make a point of never singing my own praises — I leave that to others — and I rarely, if ever, dwell on my considerable academic achievements. As a student, I excelled in all subjects save Home Economics, and that only because I considered cooking and sewing useless to me, since I anticipated having
staff do those menial tasks.
I scarcely ever mention my success in business, despite my underprivileged beginnings, nor do I dwell on my charm, generosity, or kindness to animals and children. Indeed, I don’t believe I have mentioned my triumphant participation in the Mini-Olympics of 1971 more than twice.
I strive to practise empathy, though I may not have quite mastered it. For a person of my edification, it can be challenging to comprehend the workings of the common mind.
I take care not to criticise others unless their stupidity directly affects me — and even then, never to their face. And I most certainly do not have an exaggerated view of my own abilities.
I mean, really — who could exaggerate those?
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Posted in response to Galenkp's Weekend experiences asking ' ' When has your ego gotten in the way of your progression? And has it ever worked in your favour?
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