Today I bought my daily Red Bull from the vending machine at work and as I rinsed off the top under the sink and carefully dried it off with a paper towel, I realized that I’d picked up that finicky habit from my dad. I could almost hear him saying, "You don’t know where it’s been."
Of course, family members influence us in lots of ways that become so blended into our everyday behavior that it’s difficult to trace their origins.
When I make a bed, I put the fitted sheet over the mattress starting with one lower corner, then move on to the upper corner that’s diagonal from it, for no other reason than it’s the way my mother taught me to do it.
I have no doubt that I still tie my shoes exactly the way my aunt and her cousin taught me to when I was a child.
I can’t have even a brief conversation with my sister without picking
up her speech patterns and certain phrases. I’m sure that’s why we
sound so much alike on the phone – to the extent that we used to trade
the phone back and forth as teenagers to fool each others’ boyfriends.
How are influences from your family members still reflected in the way you do things today?
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