Condescension
All my life I've been accused of condescension. Sometimes it's because I know an answer and force it upon someone else. Reaction: "What, you think I can't figure it out?"
Sometimes it's because I look like I'm going to laugh. Reaction: "What's your problem? I'm not kidding about this."
Sometimes it's because I disagree with someone and am trying to figure out a way around. Reaction: "You can't get rid of me. Hey, it's my way - or the highway."
But I always listen. If I can seize upon a missing element of logic and convince someone, I want their alliance. I want their help.
So it is difficult for me to recognize someone who engages a different behavior. Someone who wants to teach me what I already know. Someone who continually convinces me to agree with myself. Someone who would make me feel smart if she wasn't trying to convince me she's smarter. It is only now that I understand how my abilities and experiences escape someone who came so close.
Worse than the outright condescension of hostile listening is the subtle arrogance when someone does not care enough to listen.

