I’ve had two friends who have described me the way you’ve described yourself. In both cases, my other friends told me that I can be insulting/condescending sometimes and that I don’t even realize I’m doing it. I think I’m innocently telling a story, but it comes off to certain people as really patronizing. If someone points it out to me, I’ll spend weeks trying to figure out what I said that was so insulting.
Then I really looked at those two friends (one was an exBF) and realized: both people were a little bit jealous of me. They seemed to think they wanted some things that I had, in terms of qualities or personality traits. (This is not coming out right. Let me try again in another paragraph.)
Let’s just pick one thing. I have a BA. My ex-friend and exBF who said I was condescending and insulting (I no longer hang with either of them) both did not have degrees. So I’m innocently telling a story about some funny experience that happened to me while I was living in the dorms, and I start talking about what a terrific growth experience dorm living was and while it was really ghetto sort of living conditions (you pay exhorbitant amounts of money to live in a shithole), it was very character-building for me and how I grew up so much during those two years. The message those friends took from that story? That I think I’m better than they are because I lived in the dorms.
There aren’t enough rolly eyes smilies for that.
Finally, I just realized that both of those ‘friends’ really felt intimidated by my education, or by my independence, or by my vocabulary, or whatever it was that bugged them. Tell that story to another college graduate and that person will in turn share their dorm experience and not take my story to be a judgment on them. In other words, I realized the personality problem was theirs and I couldn’t control anything except my reaction to them. We all became much happier when we stopped hanging out. To these friends, an opinion that disagrees with theirs = I am judging them unfairly. I don’t believe that all my opinions have to match up with those of my friends and when they disagree with me, I don’t take it as a personal affront that I’m not good enough to be their friend. But my insecure ex-friends did take a difference of opinion as a judgment on themselves, as if I won’t like them unless they agree with me. They were both clearly projecting their own shit on to me.
So now, I try to be extremely audience-aware when I’m talking shit and saying nothing. I try to remember that my experience is not necessarily your experience and that experiences and opinions completely unlike my own are often just as valid and valuable as any other. And that doesn’t really tone down the stories much. I’m just a little more selective about who I tell those stories to, or I’m careful about how I frame those stories.
I’m not saying you don’t have something you might want to work on. I’m suggesting that sometimes… the person accusing you of being patronizing might be batshit crazy.
Here’s an example from the exBF: He bought a ukelele (and in fact, allowed his utilities to be shut off because he spent his last $60 on his uke instead of paying his electric bill – that I passed judgment on; I thought it was extremely irresponsible). He was going on YouTube to teach himself how to play. So he mentions that he’d learned a Green Day song that makes me want to gouge my ears out. (That “Time of your Life” song. Vomit.) I told him I hated Green Day. He took that as a personal insult. I was just stating that I hated Green Day. I didn’t say he shouldn’t ever play that song to me, once he mastered it. I didn’t say I hated him for learning a Green Day song. I didn’t even imply that he was any less of a person because he’d chosen a Green Day song. All I said was, “Oh. I hate Green Day.”
To this day, I still cannot figure out why me not liking Green Day should be a personal insult to him. The answer is: I don’t think it is, but his self-esteem is so low and he’s so intimidated by me that he really, really, really needed my validation. So that meant, unless I wholeheartedly “approved” of any preference he stated (agreement = acceptance, argument = judgment), he thought I must not like him. Vitriol ensued.
So all I’m suggesting is that you take a closer look at the people who are accusing you of being insulting and ask yourself one more time… is it really you? Or are people projecting their issues on to you? It’s probably a little bit of both and I think it just takes a little time to sort out which is which and then decide how to temper your comments to people.
I was drunk at a party once and this girl had brought her new black lab puppy. I fell in love with the puppy immediately and spent most of the party playing with her. I was talking to the owner – but I didn’t realize she was the owner – and I said, “Who says black labs are dumb dogs? This dog is awesome! I lurve her!” The owner got this ‘screw you, bitch’ look on her face, but recovered, and we both acted like nothing happened. I should have never said the first sentence and instead, just focused on how much I loved the puppy. If you’re unable to exercise audience awareness, then edit yourself just in case… because you can’t ever tell (especially with new acquaintances) who will take your differing opinions as just being a person who is opinionated and who will take your opinions as “that bitch is stuck up and thinks she’s better than everyone else because she goes on and on about how awesome she is for getting her Master’s degree.”
I’ll close by quoting Dr. Seuss: Say what you want and be who you are because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter… don’t mind.