How Good Are You At Seeing Through People?

The more that I ponder this sort of question, the more I wonder how I know who to trust and who not to trust, then I realised it's the vibes that people give off at the time that I'm talking to them or the presence they give off that make them not worth trusting.

The question is: Is it too easy to read people? The answer is no. Can it be accurate? Yes, because one day that person can easily slip up and reveal things.

However, not everyone these days presents themselves in the way that you expect, meaning that they don't show their true nature or true selves to the external world, like for example people who are two-faced, if you know what I mean. So many people spend a good portion of their daily lives being inauthentic, knowing what they are doing and thinking that people haven’t noticed or picked it up. They have this sort of two-faced mask that is nowhere near anything that resembles who they really truly might be or what their real intentions are. All we can do is recognize our own perceptions of things that are presented to us; I have experienced that a lot where I knew that somebody didn't like me, that they were doing things just to annoy me and were talking about me behind my back. When I was having a bad day, I knew I didn't want to be in that environment when I was in a moment of upset and frustration, I did mention it to someone higher at the time but didn't take much notice of it. That is until two other people had come forward to the person and they soon realised how serious it was and that I wasn't lying.

Another perfect example that I have actually recently observed was a builder who thinks he is so cool and a hard nut. He was always on his phone when I saw him as I was working in my dining room. All I seem to have seen was him doing bits and pieces now and then but the majority of the time he was either smoking or on his phone. To be honest, I just feel like he's a bit of tool; at the time I saw my neighbour having words with him and asking him something about pulling his act together. The next time I saw him getting out his phone, that was it. I had literally had enough, I was either going to loose it at him or go and let my neighbour know before I actually said something, believe me, I could lose it and say what I mean. Believe me, that was the hardest thing I could have done, just keeping my cool and letting my neighbour know; to my surprise, he wanted to lose it at him as well, because he had words with him as well at the time I had seen him talking to him.