Story by Lao Tzu

A man discovered that his axe was missing, and he suspected his neighbor's son. The boy walked like a thief, looked like a thief, and spoke like a thief.

 A few days later, the man found his ax under some leaves by the garden shed, and the next time he saw his neighbor's son, the boy walked, looked, and spoke like any other child.

note:  this is the reason why I try not to take things personally ..other peoples' misperceptions have nothing to do with who I am.