“Ok”
With a shurg and walk away.
This.
Why should I care about someone, some random person’s opinion?
Who said it was a random person?
Who said it was a random person?
I supposed it. Probably because I would not call them ‘someone’ if I knew them. I would call them if not by their name, at least in some distinctive manner: my spouse, my parents, brother, sister, aunt, neighbours, friends, colleagues, whatever that would make them be more specific than just someone. I may be wrong, indeed.
But I should have it made clearer that I would also not care much, I mean I would not be upset or worry or whatever, if anyone I know was suddenly to decide they don’t like me. Except from one person, my spouse.
I am old enough to have seen a lot of people come and go out of my live, and me go in and out from theirs. That’s fine.
If anyone I know or I am in contact with was to tell me they don’t like me, I would…
- First, I would try to think why they wanted to say that to me since it’s very… not friendly and very much not the way adult people are supposed to behave when meeting one another.
- Then, if I can’t find anything I have done wrong that would explain their feeling towards me (and that should be something I would want to change too), like suggested, I would move on. Having already considered what I may have done wrong and supposedly found nothing or nothing that I would want to change if I could, why should I waste more of my time about someone’s else feelings toward me?
We would probably see a lot less, if at all, since I don’t need many people around me to feel ok and since I don’t see any reason to impose myself where I’m not wanted. That’s the most likely thing to happen, that and me making a note of it in my journal if I think it’s worth noting.
Edit: typos.
It only matters when someone wants to make their dislike of you your problem.
I competed in roller derby with a guy who told me to my face he didn’t like me, but he was respectful and never withheld coaching, scrimmaged with me and was a good teammate, and we otherwise just stayed out of each others’ space. We just didn’t have personalities that meshed.
It was no big deal.
This is the most constructive situation
I don’t think it occurs to many people that you can dislike someone and also not actively be a jerk to them.
It happens all of the time in professional environments.
Then we have something in common
“I don’t need you to.”
^ Best Reply.
Simple,
Isn’t petty. Doesn’t explicitly say you don’t like them.
Shows confidence that their opinion isn’t important to you if they are that immature.
If they were mature, they would have explained what their beef is, and not a vague ‘don’t like you’ kind of response.
If they can’t articulate what you said or action you took that makes them not like you. They aren’t worth your time.
“I don’t think about you at all”
Depends on the context.
Someone in a romantic relationship? Emotional wreck, even if they just said it out of anger.
A trusted friend? Most likely take some time to think about my personal choices.
Some random person I’ve never met, or who I dislike? Wouldn’t care one bit unless they gave a reason why and they were right.
A: “Must be doing something right then.”
B: “Oh no! Anyway…”
C: “That’s nice. I’m thinking chicken for dinner.”
D: “Did you say something?”
E: All of the above
“Sounds like a personal problem.”
“You’re wrong. I’m very likable.”
And then proceed to stare them down.
“something we have in common”
Casually ignore them and walk away.
Then I’m not in sight anymore I circle back around and follow them to their car, noting their plate number to I can pay a police buddy to get me an address. The I follow them to until I know where they work and what their job is.
Then I take on training and job experience that would make me a good manager for that type of work, and monitor job postings at their company until I see my opening, nail the interview, and become their boss.
At this point, they’ve likely moved on and forgotten who I am.
But I haven’t forgotten them.
I proceed to make their job miserable and impossible, until one day I call them into my office to explain that why need to let them go for poor performance. Then I lean way in, right up in their face, and say quietly “And, to be honest… I don’t like you.”
Then I quit and go back to my normal life. No sweat off my back.
And that kids, is why you always leave a note!
Goddamn, I am traumatised. HIS ARM!!!
Oops, forgot to answer the question, tho others have. “Oh no, anyway.” is my answer
Why bother responding?
