I maintain an account on Facebook mainly because so many of my friends and family have one and, for a lot of them, it’s the only contact I have with them anymore. I tend to share the same things on FB that I share to Google+ and Twitter. In fact, a lot of my updates to FB are just tweets that got imported over. A fair number of my extended family that I don’t see much in person these days tend to fall onto the Conservative end of the political spectrum. With me being a Liberal there is bound to be the occasional disagreement and a recent one ended with me unfriending the relative in question for the sake of familial harmony.
The topic of what caused the agreement isn’t what I want to talk about. Rather it’s a comment directed at me in an attempt to lighten the mood by the person I was interacting with. They said that I was “The Sheldon of the family.”
For the handful of you who have somehow managed to never have seen CBS’ show The Big Bang Theory, I should explain that there is a character on it by the name of Sheldon Lee Cooper, Ph.D., Sc.D., portrayed by actor Jim Parsons. Sheldon is a genius who lacks social skills and almost any ability to recognize humor or sarcasm. He is often obnoxious, demanding, and selfish. He lacks humility and empathy and is often extremely narcissistic. He is also extremely knowledgeable, particularly in the areas of science, history, geography, linguistics, math and so on. In short, it’s a backhanded compliment at best to be called your family’s Sheldon. It implies that for all the brains you might have you are barely tolerated by those supposedly closest to you.
Not that it’s a completely unfair comparison. I tend to be passionate about many of the same topics that Sheldon Cooper is and, while I don’t have near the credentials or I.Q. of the fictional character, I’m pretty well read on the things I’m interested in. When I take the time to argue a point I do it by presenting supporting evidence for the opinions I hold. I can get so wrapped up in stating my case that I don’t give adequate thought to the emotional impact of my words. I can be blunt and curt without realizing it. I’m not afraid to call people out, family or otherwise, for their faulty logic or hypocrisy. I’m easily annoyed by willful ignorance. That said, I don’t begin to even pretend to be incapable of being wrong. I don’t think I have all the answers and I’m not above apologizing for my mistakes. I may not be perfect at social skills, but I’m no Sheldon Cooper when it comes to getting along in a group.
I’ve been thinking a lot about being compared to Sheldon since it happened a couple of days ago and I’m OK with it. It may or may not have been meant as an intentional slight at the time and whether it was or not isn’t important. The one aspect of Sheldon that is commonly overlooked is the fact that he’s often right about what he’s arguing about; much to the annoyance of the people he’s arguing with*. So I’ll take being compared to Sheldon as a tacit admission that I made my points well.
*Which shouldn’t be a surprise as the show employs an actual physicist — David Saltzberg — to make sure Sheldon’s dialogue is factually accurate.