CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- In last Sunday's column, I shared the news that I was leaving my position at the newspaper. I was perhaps a bit long-winded in getting to the part (511 words into a 627-word column, to be exact) where I said that despite working somewhere new, I would continue writing my column.
This I realized after getting a large number of very nice e-mails and calls from those whose total reading attention I'd apparently lost somewhere earlier on in my story. Skim-reading is something I do myself, the result of frequent interruptions or attempting to read while waiting for the microwave to beep or the toast to pop up.
So to those who thought last Sunday's column was my last, I apologize.
It's going to be hard to miss me when I won't go away.
I once had a boss, a transplant from a big city, who would regularly interrupt those who came to his office by saying, "Bottom-line me here. Boil it down to one sentence."
The first few times I heard that, I cringed, but I soon grew accustomed to his efficient manner of cutting through small talk. I even came to appreciate the honesty behind what he was asking: Tell me quick, or you're going to lose me. He recognized he had a short attention span and found a way to make it work for him.
When talking with most men, I've found it's often best to leave out the reasoning behind what you want and the argument for their cooperation and just get to the meat of the matter. Most women, however, want a bit more. We crave reasoning. We want the whole story. Get right to the meat of the matter with women and they'll think you abrupt or discourteous. It seems one of the many differences with how our brains process things.