The Septimus Notes

Thursday, December 09, 2004

A and I recently hit a snag in our relationship... a pock mark on the blossoming prepubescent face-scape of our future... a wall.

More accurately, A hit my wall. The wall that is around my heart. Although, there are two things I see wrong with that statement: 1) I don't think there is a wall and 2) I don't know that I have a heart (for person-oriented sentimentality).

It might be even more accurate to say that A ran into the transparent aluminum barrier that encloses my heart space.

And I don't really know what to do about that. This was sparked by my, evidently, cold and seemingly automated quick response to a question he asked me. You need not know the question, but simply know that my answer (this was on AIM) was merely: "no." The word on the street is that typically people don't expect so direct and precise an answer to a question and that I should have used a more tactful response. In my opinion, "tact" is overly used and mostly just leads to miscommunication and, not uncommonly, hurt feelings.

It doesn't occur to me to think that a direct response need be "softened." If a question is put forth, one should expect a response. My response will be neither emotional nor inappropriate, and will be arrived at via the appropriate amount of consideration warranted by the interrogation. This idea of being "sensitive" doesn't jive with me.

Or in other words, DOES NOT COMPUTE.

promulgated by SWS2.1 at 23:49.
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