“I have an opinion on that; or well, this is what I think,” can be heard in nearly conversation taking place around the world. “Let’s hear it, is the response.” You naively put it out there. You believe you have weighed the pros and cons of the situation and are thoughtfully putting forth your best knowledge of the situation blending whatever common sense you may have into the belief your words may actually benefit the hearer. However, now that your opinion has been rendered, you’re unnerved that the other party really doesn’t care what you said. Doing what we want to do anyway appears to be simple human nature. Then the fallout of having said your peace is now leaving you wondering why you were even asked. There seems to be a natural curiosity of what others are thinking, not necessarily of how you’re going to react to what they’ve said.
You won’t fall for that ploy anymore, and you’d think that would be the last opinion you’d ever give someone. You’d be wrong. I know I continually get sucked into reasoning what I think matters. The realization now is that sadly it does not. Right or wrong, nobody really cares what anyone else thinks. Knowing what others think has nothing to do with wanting an honest opinion or what the other person will end up doing. Politicians, coworkers, significant others, children, nobody really truly cares what others believe unless it benefits them personally in one way or another. Just because we know something does not make it better or make it go away. We all know there are horrors in this world, but our knowing about it or giving our opinion on it does not make it stop. I have strong opinions on war, rape, torture, murder, religion, manners, bad programming, who should be President, what type of roses to plant, which restaurant serves the best biscuits, whether or not you should wear what you have on, which car to buy, how that company should restructure their customer service, or whatever it is. Thousands of opinions are rendered by each person every day. It’s just part of our DNA as free-thinking humans.
We simply need to realize nobody else really cares unless they agree with those words in their own mind. The next time somebody asks for your opinion, what they really want is confirmation of their thought process, not because they actually want to be told what you think. The saying is that a true friend tells you what they think, not what they think you want to hear. Sure, that one time or two; but who needs somebody around who’s disagreeing with them all the time?
My parents would say, “Keep your opinions to yourself, young lady.” “Why?” I would say rolling my eyes. “I have an opinion just like everyone else.” Well, I now know that’s the problem. Everyone has an opinion and nobody really wants to do what you reasoned they should. When I was younger, I just assumed my having an opinion on something was magical. I was an individual with my own thoughts, words, and deeds. What I’m thinking has value. It has worth. I thought the situation through a whole lot. Please listen to what I am saying here. Although I would believe most of my opinions were good ones at the time they were given, I am old enough to know even if they were ultimately right, they really weren’t that important, mostly weren’t necessary, and they usually fell on deaf ears. Save your breath. I don’t recommend living like a Stepford Wife, but if we could just keep some of our opinions, especially the negative ones, to ourselves sometimes, the world may be a kinder, gentler, place, right Tweeters? That’s just my opinion though. I’d really like tell you what I really think of customer service in general nowadays, but that would be an opinion I’m keeping to myself — for today anyway… Sandy