Sometimes we limit ourselves in a conversation to listening or talking, and thus we miss the meaning of communications. Communication is more than a monologue. I should have learned that by now.
We have been talking about purchasing a larger television for a long time, and this was our day to shop.
My husband and I don’t communicate well while shopping for big ticket items. He does his research and has the list of places that we will check out. I, on the other hand, want to go into one store, pick out one thing and get home.
I wanted a television that had a great picture and great sound. He wanted a good deal and a television with some bells and whistles. The salesman at the first store was too pushy and only interested in selling us a set for $3,000 or more. We left the store quickly and headed to the next. Another big disappointment. As I stood there, I thought, “by the time we do this not only would the World Series have passed, but the 2014 football season as well” – and I am definitely ready for some football.
Finally, at the fourth store, we found a great salesman and a great deal. He was not pushy or overbearing and had a plasma TV on sale for a great price, but Ray wanted an LED set.
By now I was hungry and tired, and my poor dog needed us. I wanted to go home.
Ray looked at me and said, “if you would have communicated with me before we left the house this would have been a lot easier.”
Really? I did communicate. I just wanted a great picture and good sound.
His reply was, “I wanted one with all the bells and whistles so I could connect to Netflix. They have more westerns.”
Who didn’t communicate with whom?
We did purchase one, eventually, and trying to decide where to put it will be our next lesson in communicating.