Nobody seems to understand that I’m just genuinely curious about things. I have no other reason for asking. Nothing wrong, nothing to make fun of you for, and nothing to try and make things worse. Don’t ask me why I asked.
“I asked the question I intended to ask using the words that I intended to use because they have the meaning that I intend them to have. There’s no secret subtext to read into, I am asking this question literally with the words coming out of my actual human mouth” And people will still think I’m fucking sarcastic.
I endlessly strive to figure out how to have my words mean what they mean, when asking questions. TOO MANY times, suffering this^ scenario.
… And then tone too, finding what this mystery perfect intonation that has them remain in their considerate, critical, creative, compassionate forebrain, and not be thrust to the back of their brain in survival mode. It’s just an honest question! … Ever baffling, the psychology, the astrology, the lunar cycles, the weather, whatever else is going on in their life, to cause these impediments to simple direct communication that means what it means, and not all these sensational pos-hoc subtexts imagined but not intended.
Nobody seems to understand that I’m just genuinely curious about things. I have no other reason for asking. Nothing wrong, nothing to make fun of you for, and nothing to try and make things worse. Don’t ask me why I asked.
It just happens.
A good chunk of people are hostile bloodsuckers just pretending to be normal people, and they think everyone thinks like them secretly.
So usually, the person will look at an angle of how you are trying to undermine them.
No contact those people.
Me: Question A
Them: Ah you must really mean Question B. Here’s your answer.
Me: OK but Question A
Them: Ooh, you’re really grilling me now. Relax.
“I asked the question I intended to ask using the words that I intended to use because they have the meaning that I intend them to have. There’s no secret subtext to read into, I am asking this question literally with the words coming out of my actual human mouth” And people will still think I’m fucking sarcastic.
I endlessly strive to figure out how to have my words mean what they mean, when asking questions. TOO MANY times, suffering this^ scenario.
… And then tone too, finding what this mystery perfect intonation that has them remain in their considerate, critical, creative, compassionate forebrain, and not be thrust to the back of their brain in survival mode. It’s just an honest question! … Ever baffling, the psychology, the astrology, the lunar cycles, the weather, whatever else is going on in their life, to cause these impediments to simple direct communication that means what it means, and not all these sensational pos-hoc subtexts imagined but not intended.
I remember that asking a co-worker if we should do something, came across as ordering them, and made then very angry.