Concise: (adj) giving a lot of information clearly and in a few words
I occasionally have this hilarious, comedic scene pass through my mind of arriving at the Judgment Day and having a very well-dressed, astute and proper St. Peter ask me, “In twenty-five words or less, tell me why you think you should go to heaven. And by the way, don’t use ‘uh, well,’ or ‘basically’ as any of the words.”
Find a way to say what you mean without cushioning it with your inhibition, your fear or your exaggerated need to focus on yourself.
I learned a long time ago, started believing it five years later, and now have begun to practice the shortened version of anything I say, opening the door for those who are interested to proffer questions if elongation is necessary.
You know what I have found? There are no questions.
People are pretty well satisfied with the bare-bones rendition of my situation.
We believe that we are terribly interesting. We contend that if people are fascinated with us.
But concise is what puts us on guest lists for parties.
Concise is what increases our possibility for sexual encounters–because we are not over-begging.
Concise is what gets the job done instead of trying to figure out why the job can’t be done.
And concise is why we yell “Fire!” instead of describing it, explaining combustion or theorizing on the correct tools to extinguish it.
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