I want you to imagine a color, a very specific color, that I think most US-based folks would recognize and it may have an international bent (I haven’t been to the motor vehicle licensing offices in other countries). This color is that sad, slightly icky beige color reminiscent of the transitional period of the 70’s to the 80’s where not everything was yet Duran Duran and you still had smokey glass tumblers and “non-smoking” sections in restaurants were new. It’s the kind of beige with no redeeming qualities- it’s not Indiana Jones Adventuring Beige, it’s not Tasteful Coat Beige, it’s not even Mid-Century Modern Influencer Revival Beige. This is that Beige of No Redeeming Attraction that can sometimes still be found on the walls of your local DMV (or other underfunded government office).
Yesterday I was feeling very DMV Beige.
I am *not* very good at discussing strong feelings because feelings are not logical, and they don’t follow a predictive pattern. When they happen, I end up having a “retrospective” to try to figure out why they happened. Nevertheless, I have them, they will surface. Yesterday I found myself talking with some good friends at work about feeling “beige” and… they got it. It resonated. A lot of us are feeling “beige”.
Beige isn’t bad, per se. You wouldn’t pick it on purpose, at least not this irredeemable beige. You’ve heard about “beige flags” and such and this is its cousin: the idea that “everything’s fine” but somehow it could be better and/or worse; it’s this liminal, waiting room feeling.
After noodling on this with a fellow engineering friend, we came upon a hypothesis: this feeling is appropriate and also going to happen a lot more. She and I both have A Lot Going On both personally and professionally, and those Lots Going On tend to be of an urgent and complicated nature. There are often fires, emergencies, or confrontations that have to be had to further the product (or to keep it alive). There are translations, meetings, “per my last email”, and “I think you’ll find that…”. This is not limited to our work lives but also to the complications of personal lives as you get to a certain age and stage (family members passing and estates must be settled, the additional attention your health requires as you advance, etc.). We’ve both been underwater on both fronts for so long that now, as we are bobbing on the surface and we see the rescue boat coming, we’re wondering if there’s a shark somewhere.
If you’re conditioned to be hypervigilant and constantly alert for a problem to solve, and no problem (that you can solve) presents itself, then what remains are the problems that exist and that *you cannot solve*. For an engineer, or any “go-doer”, this is problematic. Maybe it’s because you do not have authority to solve the problem, maybe it’s because you do not have the ability or technological understanding to solve the problem, and/or maybe it’s not necessarily *your* problem at all (but someone else’s), and the bias to action drives one part of your brain whilst the other part of your brain screams at it to stop wasting time and energy because surely, surely a You Problem will come along soon and you’ll need your energy for that.
There is no shortage of problems to be aware of and feel inadequate or unable to solve or even subdue them. Which problems those are and how focused or personal they feel are largely determined by where you live and what 24/7 news hysteria cycle you consume. I say “hysteria” not in a dismissive tone – real news is real news – but the objective McNeil Lehr News Hour/ 60 Minutes that I grew up with is gone and replaced with Alternative Facts and non-neutral phrasing like “crushed” and “slammed” and “outrage” and such. Curating the inbound flow is almost a job in and of itself – I mean yes, you can tweak your algorithms and provide feedback to the “machine”, but the machine doesn’t feed off of you feeling happy or even content.
It feeds off of you feeling sad, angry, outraged, or any number of negative emotions. The very *best* you can hope for, on some days, is that all it wants is to feed off you feeling DMV Beige.