there is a song called communication breakdown, I think led zeppelin did it. while I am not a big led zeppelin fan, I can hear the earworm playing in my head. I can feel my head throb because there is a strange mix of feelings. the first is that this feeling of elevated blood pressure in my head does not need to exist if I ever get to that space where I turn into some learned Yoda monk. the second is that a lot of the world simply lives in a way that we never have to actually look at what we did or bring to the table, we just look at the other, like ordering from a menu in a restaurant and wondering why we don’t immediately get exactly what we want.
god forbid the order is not exactly like what we had in our minds.
“take this back to the kitchen! it is not what I want!”
in our lives, we are all tested and given plates of food that we thought would be different, come out presented slightly different than we think, or tastes slightly different than the perfection we want in our own mind…has a common solution
“take this back to the kitchen, it is not perfect”
then there is a game we can easily play. that is when one wants something, but never says it, and then blames the other, secretly hoping the other person will say, “go get yourself a new kitchen, as there is nothing I can do or make that will make you happy in this one.”
the truth is that we all fall short of seeing ourselves in a situation and we all are much happier having someone to blame for the failure to communicate. it is a hard pill to swallow, and the idea of actually getting honest with the little jabs and games people play and wonder, “why isn’t this working?” probably has been going on since the first two humans got together.
admitting failure is hard, but if you look at it, 9 times out of ten you can make something far better if you make yourself happy first.
there will never be a shortage of miserable people pretending to be happy and applying make-up over their lives and pointing a finger and blaming the others for their own failure and./or participation and action in the failure. waiting for another to make a move so it is easier to feel good about blaming the other for their failure when it would have been healthier and easier in the long term to dig in and learn and do something different than what got them into the position in the first place.
but of course, we live in short-term world, instant gratification of what one wants has to happen when one wants and feels like it in a world that makes disposing of trash, or sending the imperfect, like a dish that doesn’t look, smell, taste, or make you feel like you want – “back to the kitchen!”
it is so easy to send the food back to the kitchen and the funny part is most folks aren’t really good cooks themselves. they just expect everyone else to be.
I guess they call that a food critic?
maybe we should throw out the food critics of life, or everyone needs to learn how to cook?
The irony - I love to cook and feed people.