Saman­tha Army­tage

Sunday Herald Sun - Stellar - - Contents - Saman­tha co-hosts Sun­rise, 5.30am week­days, on the Seven Net­work.

shares some thoughts about keep­ing in your own lane.

Last month I ven­tured out to the Syd­ney Cricket Ground to watch the Ashes with Dad and, while I love watch­ing Test cricket and spend­ing time with my old man, dur­ing the four-thou­sandth over when the nov­elty of be­ing there was wear­ing a lit­tle thin and I’d fin­ished perv­ing on Mitchell Starc, my mind be­gan to wan­der.

I got to think­ing about the three things that make us Aus­tralians uniquely Aus­tralian.

Num­ber one: the right to tell Alan Joyce how to run Qan­tas.

Two: the un­wa­ver­ing be­lief that ev­ery Aus­tralian could run a TV net­work be­cause we all know best what peo­ple want to watch.

And three: we are all more knowl­edge­able than the ex­perts when it comes to pick­ing the Aus­tralian cricket team.

Go to any back­yard bar­bie and you find at least 12 ex­perts on all of the above.

It’s our God-given right to lec­ture on these top­ics as hard­work­ing, tax-pay­ing, croc-wrestling Aus­tralians.

Then I got to think­ing how ev­ery­one’s got an opin­ion on ev­ery­thing these days.

Then I got an­noyed, so I stopped think­ing and started watch­ing the cricket again. Then I got bored again, and re­turned to the know-it-alls. There’s so much go­ing on these days and we are lit­er­ally be­ing in­vited into other peo­ple’s busi­ness cour­tesy of so­cial me­dia. Os­car Wilde once mused, “My own busi­ness al­ways bores me to death, I pre­fer other peo­ple’s.” But then old Occy didn’t have to con­tend with a steady stream of bikini-clad models on In­sta­gram. Be­cause it’s in our DNA to look over our neigh­bour’s back fence and, once armed with oth­ers’ busi­ness, have an opin­ion on it and inevitably start to com­pare your­self. While it’s fine to ad­mire oth­ers and be in­flu­enced and mo­ti­vated by them, too much look­ing and know­ing and com­par­ing is mak­ing us un­happy. So, I thought it might be a good time to share with you a very handy piece of ad­vice I was given a few years ago (when it seemed ev­ery sec­ond per­son had an opin­ion on me – insert eye-rolling emoji here), which might help you get through 2018. It’s sim­ply to Stay In Your Lane. The Ur­ban Dic­tionary de­scribes it as “what you say to some­one who tries to talk about a sec­tor they are not an ex­pert in.” Now, I re­alise that as a jour­nal­ist host­ing 20 hours of live TV a week, I reg­u­larly, and with great gusto, talk about things I am not ex­pert in.

So I ask you to bear with me here for we are all works in progress…

I may well tell the Aus­tralian cricket se­lec­tors how to pick the team (as is my God-given right), but I’d never dream of opin­ing on mar­riage, ba­bies, nap­pies or breastfeeding (these top­ics are such war zones, even if I had been through them, I wouldn’t of­fer an opin­ion) and I al­ways leave the fi­nance chat to Kochie. Life can be a lot sim­pler when you stay in your lane.

It can be lib­er­at­ing and you won’t get pulled into other peo­ple’s dra­mas.

Hell, if you want more chaos in your life, come and work in TV.

Also, most im­por­tantly, stay­ing in your own lane won’t make you sound like an id­iot. Of course, stay­ing in your lane means you won’t swim into the ropes, which brings me to our na­tional swim­ming team.

If any­one needs me, I’ll be giv­ing my two cents’ worth to our Com­mon­wealth Games se­lec­tors…

“It is in our DNA to inevitably have an opin­ion on other peo­ple’s busi­ness”

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