John has been tweaking the format for moats. We got feedback that the font was too small to read on a phone and since I
couldn't figure it out he helped me. Let us know how it works for you.
It can be nerve wracking to ask for feedback since you might get it. Once I saw a form with two boxes, one the size of a birthday card and one smaller than a matchbox. The first was labeled "What do you like?" while the second said "Complaints."
The thing I don't seem to be able to rationalize to myself is that asking for comments about what is wrong does not generate the
dissatisfaction. It is already there. It merely gives it a chance to breath.
What is less logical still, is that I notice that when I voice my displeasure the angst actually shrinks. One time I was annoyed about a task that fell in my lap unexpectedly. I stewed. I made a case between my ears about why this was unreasonable. I fumed. Then I told a friend, who wisely listened without adding combustible material to my rant.
Afterwards, I was calm.
Without fanfare I completed the request. There were still moments when I struggled, but that happens when I tackle ideas I came up with all by myself.
After 34 years John has figured that one out. Snarkiness shows up like rain in April. It does not negate the likelihood of flowers in May.
So go ahead and use all the space you need to tell me your opinions. There will still be another moat
tomorrow.
