I talk too much. I always have, its my besetting sin. Well, one of them. I get excited and passionate about something and then I assume I have something interesting to say about every point that’s raised – that I can somehow explain the idea more clearly or delineate the problem more succinctly.
And I have very little inherent respect for my elders. Or professionally my more seniors. If I think they’re talking rubbish, I don’t hesitate to disagree or downright talk over the top of them.
Which is impolitic as well as impolite.
We had a big meeting the day before yesterday which went on for several hours. I came out grumbling about all the work I still had to fit in… and then it dawned on me: probably a good two hours of that meeting was me, arguing. If I’d shut up, we’d have been out of there significantly faster. And the outcome wouldn’t have been that much different.
So – shutting up is my new thing.
Its tricky though.