OK, that might be a little melodramatic. It hasn’t actually ruined my life but it does leave you with a filter that makes you see things differently.
I started thinking about this when a friend commented on my post where I examine the multitude of little things done crappily in my house. My micro-examination of details appears to have kicked in that filter as she looked around her home.
Up to hearing you point out your trim finishing flaws, I never would have paid mine a second glance. Now, I am overwhelmed with layers of incompetencies in what used to be my darling little home.
This made me feel a little bad. I’ve been to her house and it IS darling! But the moment I started learning how to do things around the home, I became aware of when it ISN’T done well. That can’t be helped. It appears, she now has this filter and you can never give it back. Sorry!
You all have a filter of this sort. Depending on what you do for a living or for a hobby, you all know how something is done well and when you see it being done poorly, you can’t help but start ticking off the things that are wrong.
For example, during a customer service interaction, I notice when they don’t acknowledge my feelings or offer a solution. I have a friend who sings and whose mother is a singing teacher and she notices when singers “noodle” to mask weak vocals. Have you ever worked retail? Empty shelves make me shudder.
We all have knowledge that gives us a peek behind the scenes.
This can get distracting. The DIY thing has been especially disruptive for me. Someone will be speaking to me and I’m focused on the crooked thermostat on the wall over their shoulder.
Today I’m sitting at my desk, trying to ignore the seam that runs down the middle of my desk. It isn’t the seam that bothers me, it is the jagged cut that keeps drawing my attention.
What makes you shake your rage fist?