If you’re an introvert like me, you probably have a dialogue going on in your head a vast majority of the time. The information highway in your brain has flying cars and runaway trains going 350 mph, above the speed limit. Every once in a while, your brain officer pulls over one of these thoughts long enough to write it a ticket and tells it to slow down long enough to make it into more than an idea. The problem with my brain is that the ideas are brought to the Home Depot center of my brain, but no one there is smart enough to build this idea into something tangible. So the ideas just continue to go to the writer’s center, where they turn it into a bitter post, in hopes that some OTHER person that knows how to make things comes crashing through the door like the Kool-Aid man and says”Here’s a million dollars. Can we make that idea into a product?” When the Kool-Aid man(or Kool-Aid Woman) comes along, that’s when we start rolling in the 10’s of dollars and I can start paying for my lunch every day.
Thankfully, I only have that commentary going on inside my brain so no one else has to hear it. But have you ever watch an athletic event? For three to three and a half solid hours you have this duo or trio of people telling you exactly what your brain could tell you if it watched in silence. I don’t know who voted to give these people jobs and allow them to talk endlessly about a guard throwing a pass to a forward, or a center slamming it in, but I don’t think any of us really need the things they say to understand what is going on. All I need is to know if someone is losing or winning is to listen to the crowd.
Maybe some people need to be told everything. Or maybe they just love hearing the conversation, because they want to be a part of it. Maybe people work everything out by talking it out. I know extroverted people that are constantly talking, gibber gabbering, mumbling, jawing, whatever you want to call it every moment they spent on the weekend. Every Monday they tell someone about their weekend. They woke up, ate breakfast, put their plate in the sink, got a sponge, got some suds, whetted the sponge, rotated the sponge on the plate, yadda yadda yadda, at least that is what I want them to say. But they don’t and they continue to give every detail of everything they did. Perhaps they are practicing to be a commentator on television?
I’ve had multiple bosses tell me that I need to be more vocal. I’m plenty loud if you ask me. So you want me to be louder? Shall I shout my bitterness out whenever a customer frustrates me? Should I go on and on about the same problems I hashed and rehashed with them and continue to get no solution out of it? Why do we continue to have meetings every single month, when the same stuff comes up, and the same non actions come out of them? Just so we can pretend to be productive and say we talked out things?
And what is with the running commentary? Can we slow that thing to a crawl? Or better yet a sit it on a comfortable couch? The bitterness comes from the fact that there will always be this bitter clash of talking too much or not talking enough. Trust me, I have commentary. But it is my head. Between the suave, handsome stand up comedian type gentlebitterperson presenting the world’s most perfect idea for the Shark Tank and a jovial Tank that just can’t stop tripping over each other to get a 1% percentage of my company that will make billions.
Yeah, it is insane, but at least you don’t have to hear it. As opposed me having to hear the insanely boring play-by-play of someone’s weekend. Or the same “Good Morning!” I have to hear every time I’m knee deep in a customer’s problem that won’t go away, while they are sipping on their coffee, easing into the day. Or the “hey we need to hear more from you” comment that drives me up the wall and down the roller coaster.
It’s 2016 and we’ve discovered Transformers on the Moon for goodness sake (oh, that was in 1969?), I mean, we’ve put a rover on Mars for goodness sake, why can’t we figure out that introverts have great ideas, you just need to let them be given in their time. And they need to be given their headspace if you want them to be at their best. And I guess extroverts need someone to babble to all the time so they can be at their best.
Bitter Commentary Ben