A Book and it's Cover

Is it wrong to judge a book by its cover? I think in the literally sense maybe when talking obviously about a book. However, even then I have seldom chosen a bad book based on its cover. When taking into consideration the cover of a book you have to remember to look at it in its entirety and that this would include the blurb on the back cover as well.

When looking at this principle where people are concerned I have never been wrong when judging them by their covers or how I find them from a first impression (remember to look them up and down now!!) I do of course try and give them the benefit of the doubt that I am taking them as I see them from a first impression, but I am always proved right with my gut instinct.

Maybe this could be put down to women’s intuition, but I can spot a person who is out for themselves from the off and I am rarely wrong. Lol talk about blowing my own trumpet. These people always show their true colours even if it takes some people longer to catch on than others. These people also tend not to have many life long friends either, as they have normally betrayed them.

I might be venting a bit from personal experience as well, but I am thinking should I go with my first instinct from the off or should I wait for people and give them the benefit of the doubt? I think given my nature I will always give people the benefit of the doubt and be glad when I am proved wrong. I might not have an army of friends but I know a lot of people and the ones I consider friends are all loyal and trustworthy. I know that when in a spot of bother they will be there for me no questions asked.

Comments

Taglo said…

I think you are right to go with your instinct as in 99% of cases it will (probably! LOL) be correct. There is always the danger though that you will miss that 1% and that's often where the uncertainty and angst lie as it might take a while to prove that your initial instinct was right!

21 June 2011 at 03:27

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