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Monday, November 30, 2009
A long overdue matter
Sometimes, (a word I happen to use alot), reminders on who you are, and who you think you are, comes from the weirdest comments, whom gave on without such intention. My boss (who is soon to leave), told me my "England very powderful", and I should proofread my sentences and emails before sending to the client. Oh lord. THe shock. The horror. My heart skipped a beat, and then the message slowly sunk in.
But I take no offense, and indeed am grateful that I receive such reminders in life. It was that final nail in something that I've known to be a weakness of mine for quite a long time. There are times when I posted things on forums, which on re-read, made absolutely no sense to myself. Or when I talk, and then midway it occurs to me that I'm not getting my message across properly. I've always brushed it aside because I thought perhaps it was just me, overthinking and underestimating the abilities of others to comprehend me, and apparently, I don't.
It might be the environment, or the setting (in a work environment), that adds weight and urgency to this need to improve. I suspect this is something that has been long overdue.
As one of the few reactions I'm taking to address this weakness, one of which would be to restart my blog. The reduction in amount of writing I do as a hobby, I believe has been one of the contributing factors to the retarding of my abilities to communicate.
Blogosphere, I'm back. Though honestly I'm writing for myself, but whatever the reasons, outcome is the same. =D
Monday, November 30, 2009
A long overdue matter
Sometimes, (a word I happen to use alot), reminders on who you are, and who you think you are, comes from the weirdest comments, whom gave on without such intention. My boss (who is soon to leave), told me my "England very powderful", and I should proofread my sentences and emails before sending to the client. Oh lord. THe shock. The horror. My heart skipped a beat, and then the message slowly sunk in.
But I take no offense, and indeed am grateful that I receive such reminders in life. It was that final nail in something that I've known to be a weakness of mine for quite a long time. There are times when I posted things on forums, which on re-read, made absolutely no sense to myself. Or when I talk, and then midway it occurs to me that I'm not getting my message across properly. I've always brushed it aside because I thought perhaps it was just me, overthinking and underestimating the abilities of others to comprehend me, and apparently, I don't.
It might be the environment, or the setting (in a work environment), that adds weight and urgency to this need to improve. I suspect this is something that has been long overdue.
As one of the few reactions I'm taking to address this weakness, one of which would be to restart my blog. The reduction in amount of writing I do as a hobby, I believe has been one of the contributing factors to the retarding of my abilities to communicate.
Blogosphere, I'm back. Though honestly I'm writing for myself, but whatever the reasons, outcome is the same. =D
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