Everything in you just wants to do the opposite. There’s something about their approach that is antagonistic. When I was at my most bitter, a woman got me to mop the floor by simply asking “Can I get you to mop…?” which was humble and got me in a state of mind where I could co-operate with myself enough to do it. The approach makes all the difference in the world.
I don’t take criticism well.
One gal said she really liked what I wrote, but it would be easier on her if I got a new ribbon for my typewriter. Damn! That was some helpful criticism that I appreciated.