I clearly remember dial-up AND the screeching sound. of course, I grew up pre - computer. Which was just like the cell and fax _ real
game changers.
Anna, keep bravely moving forward: clear concise and to the point saves time and makes things happen.
This was so important for me to learn with a staff. I had to push past the meanderings.
I've only seen that polite but succinct part of you. i want to add affective but can't remember if it is a or e??? (There it is again) Anyway -- You go, girl!
What was it they called that sound? The devil's foghorn? Siren? Can't remember. I didn't have dial-up. I poached off others until I got cable internet. LOL. I'm cheap, Anna! (Actually, back then, I was just broke.) And we are taught to beat about the bush before getting to our request. It's "rude" to just come right out and ask, we were told. It's hard to undo that formatting. xo
BWAHA. Yes, I remember the screeching sound of dial-up. Oh, how we've evolved since then. Also, I find myself doing the same thing as you: dancing around the real question. As you say, it's a way to feel them out.
That’s a great insight- sometimes it is much better to get to point. But sometimes being blunt misses the beauty of language, and the intricacies of interaction. As with music, with meals, with sex, with stories with dance, there are introductions and appetizers and rising action and choruses and climaxes and solos and codas and conclusions and desserts and epilogues and more, and that’s what makes it all so fun.
I clearly remember dial-up AND the screeching sound. of course, I grew up pre - computer. Which was just like the cell and fax _ real
game changers.
Anna, keep bravely moving forward: clear concise and to the point saves time and makes things happen.
This was so important for me to learn with a staff. I had to push past the meanderings.
I've only seen that polite but succinct part of you. i want to add affective but can't remember if it is a or e??? (There it is again) Anyway -- You go, girl!
What was it they called that sound? The devil's foghorn? Siren? Can't remember. I didn't have dial-up. I poached off others until I got cable internet. LOL. I'm cheap, Anna! (Actually, back then, I was just broke.) And we are taught to beat about the bush before getting to our request. It's "rude" to just come right out and ask, we were told. It's hard to undo that formatting. xo
BWAHA. Yes, I remember the screeching sound of dial-up. Oh, how we've evolved since then. Also, I find myself doing the same thing as you: dancing around the real question. As you say, it's a way to feel them out.
That’s a great insight- sometimes it is much better to get to point. But sometimes being blunt misses the beauty of language, and the intricacies of interaction. As with music, with meals, with sex, with stories with dance, there are introductions and appetizers and rising action and choruses and climaxes and solos and codas and conclusions and desserts and epilogues and more, and that’s what makes it all so fun.
Otherwise we would just be robots.