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My last post apparently stirred up some things, and got people thinking, as I received more than my normal amount of feedback and comments. One comment sparked me to continue the topic in this post.

I mentioned in the post Too Busy that people prioritize things and sometimes contact with others is not a top priority. I am asking for your feedback on my thoughts here.

In most people’s work functions, people are bombarded by emails, and often phone calls via meeting or direct contact with clients. Others even have to communicate via text. Is it possible that the lack of communication with ‘friends’ is not truly a matter of priority, but that we spend most work days talking to others we care less about so much that they don’t have the energy, motivation or desire to do so after work?

When I started at Humana, my first role was a customer service representative that took inbound calls. I averaged between 80-100 calls a day. When I got home, I never wanted to talk on the phone. I made time for friends and family but did that in person, not via text or phone call.

Has our society and drive to be efficient destroyed the one major thing that keeps us together? Does all the meetings, text, emails and work phone calls exhaust to where we neglect friends?

I think we need to keep trying. Keep calling, texting, and hanging out with each other. I do also suggest searching for the best method with each relationship we have.

I have one friend Mark that will answer when I call, but prefers we talk during a hike, walk or a drive. Another friend, Shawn, prefers to meet up for lunch or dinner. Others might prefer a phone call or a text.

My plan will be to learn about how each of my friends wants to be communicated with. I believe nothing beats a face-to-face conversation. Next would be conversations by phone calls. Finally, as a last resort, the communication would be via text and/or email. Out of respect for each individual, I will find out what best suited that specific person.

I challenge you to do the same with your friends, and as always, welcome any thoughts or comments on this matter.

Until next time,

Tim (Kilmer)

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