The Lost Art of Listening

For quite a while I’ve been convinced that very few people really listen when someone speaks. Lately I’ve noticed a new twist on this incredibly annoying habit.

Some non-listeners have evolved. They appear attentive. However, they’re merely waiting for their own much-anticipated broadcasts. Don’t be fooled by their feigned interest. They’re just looking for cues so they can jump into the next conversation-break and take control. When they do, they toss in a few of the same words here and there, but only to launch new tangents.

I’m starting to miss the old, dying breed of inattentive listener. The vacant eyes. The rude interruptions. The derailing of topics. At least I knew whom I was dealing with. And it was so much easier to call them on their misdemeanors or, better yet, steer clear of them completely.


About gwenamon

bookworm, confidante, creative director, cyclist, global wanderer, music lover, shutterbug, shoe shopper, snowboarder, writer, yoga geek. i'm also a very proud mama of a lil mister named james.
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