Why is it that when we accidentally fall down, the first instinct we have is to look around and see who saw us fall?
- Is it because we want to assess the damage of how humiliated we should be?
- Are we trying to figure out how mortified or embarrassed we should be that we could not stay balanced by seeing how many people are laughing at the goofiness of our meeting the ground unexpectedly?
- And, why is it that only after we assess the emotional damage, we can then try to determine the physical injury of your fall?
All these questions came into my head yesterday when I was eating breakfast and a 10-year old girl having breakfast with her family found herself on the floor. It happened really fast and I watched her chair flip and her body crash to the ground. She looked around mortified as her family’s first reaction was one of hysterical laughter. Not one of them asked her whether she was ok. They simply helped her up and discussed how the chair lost its balance. She looked at me. I was not laughing. Her cheeks went beet red as she sat there rubbing her elbows. The sound of laughter was probably still ringing in her ears.
What would you do today if no one laughed at you if you fell? Why do you care what other people see?