2 Second Fix: How To Be Polite

2 Second Fix: How To Be Polite

My husband Rich is polite in service situations. I am not. I was born in New York City where politeness is actually rude. It implies you are a rube and an imbecile who wastes people’s time with idle chitchat such as “hello” and “excuse me.” Rich was born in the midwest.
Service folk often wear name tags. This drives me to idle bad thoughts such as “how can some one with a pretty name like Amanda be such a rube and imbecile who is wasting my time by asking me absurd existential questions such as ‘how are you?’ “
Rich calls people by name—as it appears on the tag. He actually says “Hello, Amanda.”
I’ve tried this and it works very well in terms of polite exchanges. However, it is not the real me.

Not Exactly Resolutions

For many years, a close friend of mine and I have shared life coaching with each other. Recently we decided we needed a ten year plan. Here are some initial questions we answered.
Please feel free to add your thoughts!

What does it mean to be our age? (approximately 60)
What wisdom, creativity, and track record do we have?
What is the source of our energy these days?
Is drive the same?
How can we adapt to a changing inner and outer world?
How much more change is possible? (My wise friend noted that change is infinite and ongoing).
Do things seem more or less limited?
How do we deal with ongoing issues of health and employment in us and our families?

And my favorite–
Is what we need what we want?