Can anyone help me turn my arrogance into confidence? Rather being more confidence, I am just more arrogant.
I am quite arrogant, but one would say average in terms of confidence. My confidence would falter in the face of public debating or HB10s.
Yet, I was always arrogant, and with reason to be so. I come from a wealthy family, and admittedly am a spoilt by my family.
As I travel a lot around the country (England), and I live in an area (Mayfair, London) where the accent, by most of the country's interpretation is poncey and stuck-up. This means that when I am in towns and cities outside my home, people sometimes say pardon, and ask me to repeat what I said (these are not my level of people, but rather shop assistants, whom have regional accents, which even to most from where I come are not understandable. However, I am used to their accents). My point here is it is not so much me, or even them. My voice is clear and annunciated, but rather the two of us speaking to each other.
Now I know that this is beating around the bush a little, but with this I am leading to an example of my behavior. I was in a train station today, and in the queue to purchase a ticket. A man with a regional accent came to me and said, "My train is leaving in two minutes, can I step in front of you?", to which I responded "Not a chance, mine leaves in five" he then put his head down to my face (he was quite tall) and says, "Pardon?" so I look at him, smirk and grunt, and shout "Get lost!", wave my hand in his face, turn my head away and laugh.
Now my point here is, I am not normally this bad, I would in a usual situation say no, but not laugh at his face, and wave my hand in it. Somehow, I think it takes some audacity to ask a man in a suit and tie to step in front of him, particularly when this individual was in a sloppy t-shirt and pair of jeans.
Now another example of this is that I find myself in supermarkets, getting very agitated with common folk. I will walk around with the trolley, and if there is not route for me to pass, I will huff and puff, and swear under my breath until the obstructing individuals are out of my path. This usually results in confused glances from the aforementioned obstructing individuals.
I am quite arrogant, but one would say average in terms of confidence. My confidence would falter in the face of public debating or HB10s.
Yet, I was always arrogant, and with reason to be so. I come from a wealthy family, and admittedly am a spoilt by my family.
As I travel a lot around the country (England), and I live in an area (Mayfair, London) where the accent, by most of the country's interpretation is poncey and stuck-up. This means that when I am in towns and cities outside my home, people sometimes say pardon, and ask me to repeat what I said (these are not my level of people, but rather shop assistants, whom have regional accents, which even to most from where I come are not understandable. However, I am used to their accents). My point here is it is not so much me, or even them. My voice is clear and annunciated, but rather the two of us speaking to each other.
Now I know that this is beating around the bush a little, but with this I am leading to an example of my behavior. I was in a train station today, and in the queue to purchase a ticket. A man with a regional accent came to me and said, "My train is leaving in two minutes, can I step in front of you?", to which I responded "Not a chance, mine leaves in five" he then put his head down to my face (he was quite tall) and says, "Pardon?" so I look at him, smirk and grunt, and shout "Get lost!", wave my hand in his face, turn my head away and laugh.
Now my point here is, I am not normally this bad, I would in a usual situation say no, but not laugh at his face, and wave my hand in it. Somehow, I think it takes some audacity to ask a man in a suit and tie to step in front of him, particularly when this individual was in a sloppy t-shirt and pair of jeans.
Now another example of this is that I find myself in supermarkets, getting very agitated with common folk. I will walk around with the trolley, and if there is not route for me to pass, I will huff and puff, and swear under my breath until the obstructing individuals are out of my path. This usually results in confused glances from the aforementioned obstructing individuals.
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