Blowing My Trumpet… Loud!
| January 28, 2012 | Posted by Hajra under Blogging, Contest, Ego, Honesty, People, Self, Think, Wonder |
Before going on to actually discussing my problem; do check out the book reviews I have done at Diana Simon’s blog and at Danielle’s blog.
If you have noticed I have a bit of a problem these days.
I am blowing my own trumpet way too much these days. Now, why am I doing that? Many reasons. For those of you who were wonderful enough to drop by, do know the root cause. I have a post up for a contest and I am desperately trying to play catch up and win it. For those of you who don’t know, please go and comment bomb it right now. See, I just promoted myself again… I have a problem.
And while you are at it, comment bomb Allie’s post too. That girl is awesome and she deserves some love!
Coming back to the problem; why do I think I have it? Again, for those enlightened ones, I did leave my job last month and there is about a week before I join the new one. (Say yayy everybody!) So, all my energy goes into blogging. My relatives actually say this “If you are calling to tell us about your contest post, please disconnect”. Hmm… see, I have a problem.
Am I blowing my own horns or am I just trying to win? Let’s debate 
Go trumpet, it is needed!
Everywhere I go, I am supposed to tell people how good I am. At a recent job interview, I was asked this “why do you think you are better than the other candidates” ; “why do you think we should hire you”. Okay, not out and right trumpeting but yes, a certain amount of blowing my own horns story. Why I am better than the rest. So you see, it is more of a requirement. Unless and until I don’t do it, it might be considered as a “lack of confidence”. I can’t help it, I need to tell them how good I am..actually.
Be modest, behave!
Since when was praising yourself a good thing. I mean you blow the horns too loud and people call you “overconfident” (who coined that term). As a kid, mommy cold stared you when you told the other girls how your dress was pretty – er! And you might have to eat veggies for dinner if you told them your dad was the strongest and had the best car! Trumpet blowing was an offense and “modesty” was the norm.
What do we conclude?
Actually nothing. It is good, it is bad. I will do it when I need it. And I will bite my tongue when mommies’ cold stare replays itself in my head and I can’t block it away.
What is your take?
When was the last time you blew your trumpet loud and noisy? Does trumpet blowing have limits? How do you define those limits?
BTW Did you comment on my contest post? … Man, I still have that problem!
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