Anyone who begins their communication with "I'll get straight to the point" has already failed.
P.S. I have no problem with people using this phrase. I merely think it's funny because it's such a contradiction. It would be more true (yet awkward) to say "Right after this sentence, I'll get straight to the point."
I was thinking about all the people I've dated over the years, and I realized something. For the majority of those relationships, we had to be discreet for one reason or another. Either we worked together and wanted to keep things quiet or we were trying to avoid awkward situations or spare ex-lovers feelings. For example, my third boyfriend was the roommate of my second ex-boyfriend. That was awkward!
My first two boyfriends were out in the open, but the following five were discreet. There's something out of whack about that. Why can't I find someone to date where I can say... "Hey World!! I'm dating this man!!"?
Maybe that's one reason I'm a bit screwed up regarding relationships. The out in the open relationships I had were in college... you know... the kind that are mostly sex, drugs and rock n roll. So I guess I've never really had a full on healthy out in the open relationship.
I was thinking today that whenever I have a training class that lasts more than one day, bad stuff happens. About a year and a half ago, I was scheduled to go to a week long Java Programming class. It started on a Monday, and the Friday before, I had a car crash. So I had to try to deal with insurance people during my class week at breaks and lunch. Then midway through the week, my Raspberry Silk partner-in-crime dumped me as a partner and friend. I got the email during a lesson in class (we had internet access, so I was checking my email). Being really good at hiding my true feelings, I made it through the class fine. But what a stressful week.
This coming Monday starts a two day class on "Securing and Defending Your Web Applications." And leading right up to it... I think I've been dumped by my boyfriend. I should know whether I have been, shouldn't I? If I have, he's not talking. That's the reason I think it's true... he hasn't talked to me for a week. And I have no idea why. I've held it together pretty well. Today is the first day I've had to fight back tears at work.
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