Thursday, July 28, 2011

My love affair with checklists

A few months ago I had a friend tell me that I wasn’t picky enough with who I dated. He was right. He suggested I make a list. I did. I literally made checklists of all the qualities I wanted, and all the ones I couldn’t stand. Now this is interesting because, by nature I make lists, my entire life has been nothing but a checklist of things I needed to get done. I needed to graduate college, get a husband, get a job, get a house etc. etc. Following that list through to a T is what got me in the predicament of not being picky to begin with. So why did I think making more lists would solve my problem?

I think it is because human nature leads us to want to categorize everything. For some reason we try to apply a mental template to every detail in an attempt to qualify our actions and to provide a so called “logical” basis for our decisions.

In that little exercise I discovered one very important thing. At the end of the day what makes you happy can’t be identified by going down a checklist. Career happiness isn’t always defined by the most checks in the logical decision column. Compatibility isn’t always defined by the series of yes or no answers about someone. The things that our minds tell us are deal breakers about anything, aren’t always deal breakers.

Now, I’m not saying that my non-picky tendencies were a good thing either. For instance: it is always important to find a respectful partner, but the checklist version of this could be something like “doesn’t argue with me,” and honestly, do we want someone that let’s us walk all over them? No. The point of the matter is that our definitions of desirable qualities are frequently flawed. At the end of the day all the supposed perfection with Prince Charming would just get darned annoying. I don’t know about anyone else, but I have discovered at this day in the game that I am going to complain about whatever I’m doing and whoever I’m with at some point. Personally, I’d prefer it be that I’m on a deadline at work than I hate my job and I hate cleaning up soda cans than he doesn’t respect me.

Another problem with the checklist model is that unless you actually date most people or explore different job opportunities you never actually know enough about them to be able to properly assume anything anyway. How do you know that the guy who dresses metro can’t change the oil in a car? That the girl with the eyebrow ring is a floozy? How do you know that the job working as a hostess is demeaning? How do you know that the executive position is rewarding? You just can’t know these things without some study and actually doing them.

Long story short our lives and experiences aren’t that easy to qualify. You can’t quantify a good person (or a good partner) just because they have 16 checks in the yes column and you can’t be sure a dream job is a dream job just because it looks good on paper.

Is that scary? Hell yes. We all wish that life could be easy and logical, but the joy and wonder of life is that it isn’t like that. Ever. We might pretend that it can be, but at the end of the day we are just more upset when life doesn’t fit into our narrow boxes that can be checked yes or no. So go forth and embrace the joy and mystery that is actually living and choose your path and partner not on how many checkmarks they have but in what makes you feel right.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Dating Disclaimer

Time and time again my friends and myself have found ourselves in “relationships” that we never agreed to be in. Have you ever been in the same situation? Five texts later and the girl from the bar has proclaimed herself yours? Random booty call decided that they can’t live without you? Guy think that just because he bought you dinner you can’t date anyone else?
Well, here is the solution. I present to you a legal disclaimer to be used when entering into initial communication with potentially interested parties. Enjoy!

This signed agreement constitutes and understanding between _____________________(hereafter known as the Interested) and ___________________________ (hereafter known as the Interestee) effective on ______________________.
In signing this form both parties acknowledge that the following clauses are true.
A) Talking, texting, emailing, or any other form of communication does not constitute the existence of a relationship, or represent feelings in any way between the Interested and the Interestee.
B) Acceptance of any type of gift including, but not limited to: food, drinks, movies, DVDs, CDs (burned or bought), flowers, jewelry, confectionaries, or other does not constitute the existence of a relationship, or represent feelings in any way between the Interested and the Interestee.
C) Physical contact of any sort does not constitute the existence of a relationship, or represent feelings in any way between the Interested and the Interestee.
All of the above clauses are held to be true, and only a verbal agreement in the form of a query between the Interested party and the Interestee with a positive response from the Interestee to the Interested constitutes a binding relationship.
_______________________(Interested)
_______________________(Interestee)
__________________(Date)
_______________________(Witness)
_______________________(Witness)

See how easy that was? I recommend printing off several and keeping them on your person. It’s always better to be safe than sorry in this crazy world.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Poor Props

Props are great, not just in movies or plays, but in almost everything! I am all for using props in presentations too. Flow charts make complicated concepts easier to understand. Pictures make concepts more memorable. Intelligently used props that pull in audience interest are great! Are you giving a presentation about how great it is to print from a file that is on your phone? By all means actually do it!
But there is one time when props do not make things better…

Yeah, that’s right, break-ups do not need visual aids. I know you might think your ex is an utter psychopathic moron with hamburger helper for brains, but I’m going to go out on a limb and say he/she can probably understand the meaning of “it’s over” without some grandiose display of your mad Powerpoint skills, graph making abilities, or even, paper clips.

Yes, that’s right, paper clips. My overwhelming hatred of PPT aside, I would like to dwell here a moment on my intense dislike of paper clips. This dislike sprung about from an ex of mine who ever so lovingly had me hold out my hands and placed a paperclip in my left palm for everything he hated about me, and one in my right for my good qualities. He then asked me to do the math like a retarded kindergartener that had to count red balls versus yellow balls and see which one was more. While the visual aid did help me to understand that I was a total piece of crap that no one could ever love, and that I could only hold 67 paperclips in my hand before they started to fall, I don’t think it was warranted. I’m pretty sure I would have grasped that things were over from hearing “it’s over,” and perhaps then I could have moved on without developing a very strange paper clip paranoia.

Anyway, I was discussing this event last night with a friend whose reaction surprised me. Before I had thought the tale at best, amusing. It has been long enough ago that my ego has rebounded and despite my preference for staples, I lead a fairly normal life. She, however, could not believe that my ex had done such a thing. It seemed crazy to her to ever use a prop like paper clips, or perhaps marbles, during a break-up. It started me thinking, what other poor prop choices could be made? This lead me to try and compile a list of things where visual aids should not be used:

1.      Break-ups
2.      Seminars for the blind
3.      Powerpoints on how bad Powerpoints are
4.      Lessons on how to breathe
5.      Anything at all that you might try to teach to a goldfish
6.      Powerpoints on just about any subject
7.      Explanations to one’s grandparents about what “fuck saws” are
8.      Explanations to anyone, ever, about what you did while black out drunk at a bar
9.      Red posters for color blind conventions
10.  ________________________________________________

Number ten is for you. What do you think is the worst possible use of a visual aid? Comment below. I’m intrigued.