People that don't understand are one matter. People that do not try are another.
I'm mostly over it, but I was a bit irritated at the venue my uncle Jerry is playing in because my uncle and dad demanded I stop "texting" and put away the phone.
As you may have noted from reading any entry previous, this is the first time I have been here in over 10 years. I have taken pictures and posted on every channel I have about all of it. Surely this had to be noticed as I commented on this out loud several times.
You could imagine my irritation when it was queried, "You gonna do that all night" followed by the statement "Put that away."
I can understand to a degree. There's an age gap and in that gap, there is a large disparity about how this generation handles communication. I straddle the fence between the old and the new. I understand the need for balance and just putting the damn thing away to enjoy things.
At the same time, I'm not home. This is not an easily repeatable experience. I want to record everything and share everything and, yes: I can do that while enjoying the sights and sounds and smells where I am.
What bothers me is that there was no attempt to understand where I'm coming from. No attempt to think, "He's never seen this before, maybe he's recording." Not even a cursory, "Whatcha doin?" or "Hey, we want you put that away and enjoy with us."
Of course that last part came with, "I wonder what's wrong...?" Which I ignored and they've written off as "Meh, I dunno..."
Things like piss me off and if I could I would just walk home.
They don't know the ache in my soul to share my life that's plagued me since the age of 10 and journal one. They don't understand the role online relationships and social media have and why it matters and how I feel about them (which is both positive and negative and always approached in balance with caution).
The thing that bothers me most is that the person that doesn't understand this -- two of them -- asked me to put away the phone. I'd rather hear that from someone like Jill that understands where I am.
Sadly she understands more than the other two and only just met me.
Thanks to Fatima's joyful spirit I was swaying along in no time, but I'll be bogeyed by this for a while.
If you've ever been bothered by my constant need to hear and understand you, stories like this point to why; misunderstanding hurts and it had been the greatest source of pain in my life and I refuse to give that pain to another.
I'm mostly over it, but I was a bit irritated at the venue my uncle Jerry is playing in because my uncle and dad demanded I stop "texting" and put away the phone.
As you may have noted from reading any entry previous, this is the first time I have been here in over 10 years. I have taken pictures and posted on every channel I have about all of it. Surely this had to be noticed as I commented on this out loud several times.
You could imagine my irritation when it was queried, "You gonna do that all night" followed by the statement "Put that away."
I can understand to a degree. There's an age gap and in that gap, there is a large disparity about how this generation handles communication. I straddle the fence between the old and the new. I understand the need for balance and just putting the damn thing away to enjoy things.
At the same time, I'm not home. This is not an easily repeatable experience. I want to record everything and share everything and, yes: I can do that while enjoying the sights and sounds and smells where I am.
What bothers me is that there was no attempt to understand where I'm coming from. No attempt to think, "He's never seen this before, maybe he's recording." Not even a cursory, "Whatcha doin?" or "Hey, we want you put that away and enjoy with us."
Of course that last part came with, "I wonder what's wrong...?" Which I ignored and they've written off as "Meh, I dunno..."
Things like piss me off and if I could I would just walk home.
They don't know the ache in my soul to share my life that's plagued me since the age of 10 and journal one. They don't understand the role online relationships and social media have and why it matters and how I feel about them (which is both positive and negative and always approached in balance with caution).
The thing that bothers me most is that the person that doesn't understand this -- two of them -- asked me to put away the phone. I'd rather hear that from someone like Jill that understands where I am.
Sadly she understands more than the other two and only just met me.
Thanks to Fatima's joyful spirit I was swaying along in no time, but I'll be bogeyed by this for a while.
If you've ever been bothered by my constant need to hear and understand you, stories like this point to why; misunderstanding hurts and it had been the greatest source of pain in my life and I refuse to give that pain to another.
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