This is interesting, because I've observed this to some degree myself. The thing is, I'm a person who knows what I like. If I am recommended something sans reservations and I turn out to not like it, offense is often subtly if not openly taken
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without reservations has a time limiterindneophyteJanuary 5 2007, 17:30:06 UTC
What I find is that I go around recommending things wholeheartedly until I run into the brick wall of someone's disapproval.
I recommended Brick, until Jackie did not like it.
Luckily, my memory is pretty short, so about a week or two later after getting tipsy, I was recommending it again.
I cannot remember why Jackie didn't like it anymore. Now my mind has decided that it is because she is prejudiced against things that are not books or cats.
Um, yeah.
And when I write for the little North Dakotan liberal paper, I find myself saying "Everyone should read this book," with an alarming frequency. As if I were a school marm bent of subjugatin' em.
I wholeheartedly subscribe to this school of thought.
When I want to reccomend something that I love to someone, I don't preface it at all. I like to say, "Tell me what you think of this," and leave it at that. I may hate it. I may love it. They're dead to me if they don't come back with a matching opinion, or, at the very least, an argument for opposition so strong and well-thought-out that they can fight me on it and come out alive.
If you're known for having strong, unwaivering opinions that involve phrases like, "You're a fucking retard if you don't like this," people tend to shy away from letting you in on their true thoughts. For some reason, they really hate it when you think they're a fucking retard. It's best to fly under their radar. This method prevents people from creating an identity that only exists in your presence, thus, you get to know who they really are. Maybe after you try this, they're still your friend. Their opinions are still simmilar enough to yours to pass. They weren't just agreeing with you to keep
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I recommended Brick, until Jackie did not like it.
Luckily, my memory is pretty short, so about a week or two later after getting tipsy, I was recommending it again.
I cannot remember why Jackie didn't like it anymore. Now my mind has decided that it is because she is prejudiced against things that are not books or cats.
Um, yeah.
And when I write for the little North Dakotan liberal paper, I find myself saying "Everyone should read this book," with an alarming frequency. As if I were a school marm bent of subjugatin' em.
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I wholeheartedly subscribe to this school of thought.
When I want to reccomend something that I love to someone, I don't preface it at all. I like to say, "Tell me what you think of this," and leave it at that. I may hate it. I may love it. They're dead to me if they don't come back with a matching opinion, or, at the very least, an argument for opposition so strong and well-thought-out that they can fight me on it and come out alive.
If you're known for having strong, unwaivering opinions that involve phrases like, "You're a fucking retard if you don't like this," people tend to shy away from letting you in on their true thoughts. For some reason, they really hate it when you think they're a fucking retard. It's best to fly under their radar. This method prevents people from creating an identity that only exists in your presence, thus, you get to know who they really are. Maybe after you try this, they're still your friend. Their opinions are still simmilar enough to yours to pass. They weren't just agreeing with you to keep ( ... )
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