Don’t you hate that?
Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
- Pulp Fiction, 1994
Why has humanity so many weird things about it? I won’t start talking about how there are wars since thousands of years, and still we haven’t managed to learn from the past and get over it.
No, what puzzles me today, is the weirdness, not the sadness of the world’s human population.
I was watching Scrubs today. Dr. Cox has consoled JD. (JD’s father died) He told JD that he’s proud of him. Afterwards the narrator-voice said, that just a few words can really make a difference.
OK, we’ve all heard that over and over again.
However, what I did, was imagining the scene happening to me. Imagine your boss is coming to you and telling you their proud of you, and that your father was too etc etc. Wouldn’t it make you feel extremely weird and uncomfortable? Or imagine it the other way around..
In fact, we do not say things like that to people we hardly know. Whereas sentences like that could lighten up anyone’s day, even if you say them to a complete stranger. But we don’t say them. We feel uncomfortable with paying compliments to people we are not very close to.
How often do you think “Nice hairstyle” or “Great jacket” etc when walking past people. They’re just thoughts. We hardly ever utter them!
I guess most of us would feel flattered, if a stranger comes to you and says “Hey, I like those shoes you’re wearing!”. And we know that, so why are we scared of putting our thoughts into spoken words?