I’ve found an interesting “bug” in my cognition: a reluctance to rate subjective experiences on a subjective scale useful for comparing them. When I fuzz this reluctance against many possible rating scales, I find that it seems to arise from the comparison-power itself.
The concrete case is that I’ve spun up a habit tracker on my phone and I’m trying to build a routine of gathering some trivial subjective-wellbeing and lifestyle-factor data into it. My prototype of this system includes tracking the high and low points of my mood through the day as recalled at the end of the day. This is causing me to interrogate the experiences as they’re happening to see if a particular moment is a candidate for best or worst of the day, and attempt to mentally store a score for it to log later.
I designed the rough draft of the system with the ease of it in mind—I didn’t think it would induce such struggle to slap a quick number on things. Yet I find myself worrying more than anticipated about whether I’m using the scoring scale “correctly”, whether I’m biased by the moment to perceive the experience in a way that I’d regard as inaccurate in retrospect, and so forth.
Fortunately it’s not a big problem, as nothing particularly bad will happen if my data is sloppy, or if I don’t collect it at all. But it strikes me as interesting, a gap in my self-knowledge that wants picking-at like peeling the inedible skin away to get at a tropical fruit.
I’ve found an interesting “bug” in my cognition: a reluctance to rate subjective experiences on a subjective scale useful for comparing them. When I fuzz this reluctance against many possible rating scales, I find that it seems to arise from the comparison-power itself.
The concrete case is that I’ve spun up a habit tracker on my phone and I’m trying to build a routine of gathering some trivial subjective-wellbeing and lifestyle-factor data into it. My prototype of this system includes tracking the high and low points of my mood through the day as recalled at the end of the day. This is causing me to interrogate the experiences as they’re happening to see if a particular moment is a candidate for best or worst of the day, and attempt to mentally store a score for it to log later.
I designed the rough draft of the system with the ease of it in mind—I didn’t think it would induce such struggle to slap a quick number on things. Yet I find myself worrying more than anticipated about whether I’m using the scoring scale “correctly”, whether I’m biased by the moment to perceive the experience in a way that I’d regard as inaccurate in retrospect, and so forth.
Fortunately it’s not a big problem, as nothing particularly bad will happen if my data is sloppy, or if I don’t collect it at all. But it strikes me as interesting, a gap in my self-knowledge that wants picking-at like peeling the inedible skin away to get at a tropical fruit.