Belated debater.
That's what I am, basically.
I'll explain, with two examples.
Take the other day. At work, last saturday, our entire team had our bi-annual meeting, in which we addressed a number of items which are on our minds - things that will make our work experience more efficient and more fun; these things can range from the mundane (at what time do we have a lunchbreak) to the not so mundane (the general atmosphere within the group and within the entire company).
Now, I did my part, and had a few topics to add, which garnered a good bit of discussion, proving to me that I wasn't the only one with those particular thoughts on my mind. But it wasn't until later, when I was back on the workfloor, alone, that I started mulling these topics over, and it wasn't until then that I actually started to come up with some very valid arguments that I couldn't think of while we were actually having the discussion.
Second example is from yesterday. I was on the phone with a Google recruiter from Dublin (see how I slipped that in there?), and basically I did fine. I did. My verbal skills in English are adequate enough to hold my own against a native speaker, even if she's Oirirsh (not a typo), but when, at some point during the conversation, she started to unleash a torrent of information, I was reduced to a blabbering idiot whose input was reduced to the occasional 'uh huh' and 'yeah'.
And here, again, it wasn't until some time after the phone call, while I was having the conversation again, in my head, that I started to think of things I could have said; I could have said this and this here, I could have made a joke right there, and I probably should have asked her about this 'n that.
It's a rather annoying habit I have, which, admittedly, has improved greatly over the last couple of years.
Some day, I tell ya, I'll be able to have a proper discussion, without having second thoughts half an hour later.
Cheers
I'll explain, with two examples.
Take the other day. At work, last saturday, our entire team had our bi-annual meeting, in which we addressed a number of items which are on our minds - things that will make our work experience more efficient and more fun; these things can range from the mundane (at what time do we have a lunchbreak) to the not so mundane (the general atmosphere within the group and within the entire company).
Now, I did my part, and had a few topics to add, which garnered a good bit of discussion, proving to me that I wasn't the only one with those particular thoughts on my mind. But it wasn't until later, when I was back on the workfloor, alone, that I started mulling these topics over, and it wasn't until then that I actually started to come up with some very valid arguments that I couldn't think of while we were actually having the discussion.
Second example is from yesterday. I was on the phone with a Google recruiter from Dublin (see how I slipped that in there?), and basically I did fine. I did. My verbal skills in English are adequate enough to hold my own against a native speaker, even if she's Oirirsh (not a typo), but when, at some point during the conversation, she started to unleash a torrent of information, I was reduced to a blabbering idiot whose input was reduced to the occasional 'uh huh' and 'yeah'.
And here, again, it wasn't until some time after the phone call, while I was having the conversation again, in my head, that I started to think of things I could have said; I could have said this and this here, I could have made a joke right there, and I probably should have asked her about this 'n that.
It's a rather annoying habit I have, which, admittedly, has improved greatly over the last couple of years.
Some day, I tell ya, I'll be able to have a proper discussion, without having second thoughts half an hour later.
Cheers
2 Comments:
Oh honey, we all do that. That's perfectly fine.
Wait.
Did I just call you honey?
You did, dear.
Cheers
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