Be quiet, Anna!

As many of you know, I'm a talkative little thing. This can be a good thing or a bad thing. Sometimes I feel compelled to talk. Sometimes I resist this urge and sometimes I don't.

For example, I'm down with a cold (it's the end of August, for crying out loud! Nobody gets colds in August!) and it hurts to talk (breathe, swallow, drink or eat, too, but those are a little mroe neccesary than talking.) You think this would make me be quiet, but no. In Research Methods II Dr. Varner is talking about qualitative research. I've never quite understood the distinction between participant observation and ethnography. Now, is this knowledge really worth hurting yourself for? Apparently so, 'cuz I asked the question. In the same class we talked about possible survey ideas. One gal was talking about doing a survey on the effectiveness of campaign adds. This is not even my project, why do I care? Out it pops, in a whisper because that's all I can manage, "Are you going to include name recognition in that?"

What does it matter? Am I really that prideful? Do I really think my comments and opinions are so important? I think this (pride) is also at the root of my terrible habits of interrupting people and dominating conversations.

However, occassionally I can squash my pride and actually be quiet. Dr. Varner brought up Margret Mead briefly and I managed to resist the urge to ask her about Mead's objectivity and did she go into her research looking for a specific result. Yeah me!