It's madhouse time over at One More Thing. It's been a few weeks since I've played along, but today I thought of something to write about the topic - Psychic - right away.
I've always been a people-watcher. I think it's because of my shyness. When I go to parties or other social events I more than happy to sit in the corner and just watch what goes on. As a result, I'm pretty good at reading people and what they're up to.
This ability served me well during my coaching years. I was able to pick up on the team parents' motivations and "real" personalities pretty quickly. As a result, I could see them coming a mile away when they tried to be manipulative or underhanded.
A number of times I warned the head coach about certain families and told him exactly what was going to happen. He never heeded my warning and then got burned, repeatedly. After the head college coach saw my predictions come true, he started to pay attention to what I was saying. I'd like to think I saved him from a bad situation or two.
At any rate, I earned a reputation of being a bit psychic, but I think it was undeserved. I wasn't psychic, just good at reading people.
I still pay attention, and I still warn my husband about things, but he's not so good about paying attention to me, but he should. I could save him lots of aggravation.