Tag: words

  • A New Word: Dolonia

    dolonia – n. a state of unease prompted by people who seem to like you too much, which makes you wonder if they must have you confused with someone else – someone flawless, selfless, or easy to understand from a distance – feeling vaguely disappointed that they’re unwilling to spend the time it takes getting to know the real you.

    I have a bit of dolonia when I meet some people at events who seem extra excited to meet me. I wonder sometimes if they think I’m someone I’m not. Not a different person, but their impression of what I’ve done with SQL Server Central seems outsized compared to what I think I’ve done.

    Perhaps I have the opposite of dolonia, not realizing my own impact.

    In either case, it’s a certainly a strange life I lead some days.

    From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

  • A New Word: Fardle-dun

    fardle-din – n. a long-overdue argument that shakes up a relationship, burning wildly through your issues like a forest fire, which clears out your dry and hollow grievances and reminds you that your roots run deeper than you think.

    I have had a few fardle-dins. Both in my personal life and at work. The private ones are private, but let me tell you about a work faux-pax on my part.

    I had complained to an individual at a previous company that the way their team approached some software work was incomplete. In my mind, the team often simplified things too often and looked at the software for only a simple use-case, not examining common situations outside of the core use case. At the same time, the teams thought I wasn’t focused enough on different problems to ensure they were well designed.

    After seeing this a few times, I publicly criticized their approach and offended the manager of that team. I received a private tongue lashing for this, with the manager pointing out that they do a lot of different work to consider different situations.

    We ended up working through our differences, with me understanding their view, but the team also starting to understand why their approaches each tended to be over simplifications and created tunnel vision. I apologized publicly and we burned through our issues, creating a better relationship for the long term.

    It’s never a pleasant process when you encounter a fardle-dun, but it can be cathartic and build something better.

    From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

  • A New Word: Nachlophobia

    nachlophobia – n. the fear that your deepest connections with people are ultimately pretty shallow, that although your relationships feel congenial in the moment, an audit of your life would reveal a smattering of low-interest holdings and uninvested windfall profits, which will indicate you were never really at risk of joy, sacrifice, or loss.

    I don’t have nachlophobia. Maybe in my younger years, but I deeply value connections with those I choose to spend time with. I have learned to make an effort at events to spend significant time with a few people, even if this means I don’t get time with others.

    I have no fear that I’m not risking anything; I am. I am truly saddened when my close friends experience pain and joyful for their success.

    A few weeks ago at the PASS Summit, I spent an hour sitting in a mostly empty room with a friend, talking about life. We chat periodically, but we don’t see each other enough. It was worth every minute. I also had to go offsite to an event and another friend asked to ride with me. I was grateful for the company and conversation, something I don’t get enough of.

    I hope none of you have nachlophobia. If you do, spend time building strong relationships, which are defined by you. It doesn’t matter how others feel about me, it’s about how I feel about them.

    From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

  • A New Word: Mornden

    mornden – n. the self-container pajama universe shared by two people on a long weekend morning, withdrawing from the world and letting the hours slow to a crawl, coming as close as they’ll ever get to pausing the flow of time, even as they know it’ll eventually rush back in all the faster.

    My wife and I used to enjoy mornden early in our relationship. We’d get the Sunday paper, make breakfast, and lay around, reading, relaxing, enjoying the morning. These days, no paper, but we do try and get a couple mornings a week where we sleep in a bit, lay in bed, chat, read, just relax.

    We are both (too) type-A and are very busy. Taking a some time to relax each week, pausing time for a few hours, is good.

    Life certainly rushes in fast when we get back to it.

    From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows