My colleague told me that I got under his skin. It had to do with a culture result, and I was wrong, but it was worrisome enough that he had to make sure that I wasn't right. Funny thing, I really appreciated that he had given me the benefit of the doubt. That doesn't always happen. I didn't deserve it, in this case. But I like the reminder of the expression. It usually means to be annoying, but Cole Porter wrote lyrics to describe the complexities of love and infatuation. Here is Frank Sinatra singing it.
Sometimes I think I am the only one that has people under my skin. Sometimes I don't know if it is good or bad. I guess most often it is bad. But once in a while, someone gets under and it is a good thing. I have a few people who are under my skin. They may not even know it, but each interaction is as Jung describes it: " The meeting of personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances if there is any reaction, both are transformed." I hope I am under someone's skin too, in a good way. It's hard to tell when it happens. But it must, right?
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