Beruflich Dokumente
Kultur Dokumente
A Cup of Tea
Nan-in, a Japanese master during the Meiji era (1868-1912), received a university professor who came to inquire about Zen.
Nan-in served tea. He poured his visitor’s cup full, and then kept on pouring.
The professor watched the overflow until he no longer could restrain himself. “It is overfull. No more will go in!”
“Like this cup,” Nan-in said, “you are full of your own opinions and speculations. How can I show you Zen unless you first empty your cup?”
2. The Burden
Two monks were returning to the monastery in the evening. It had rained and there were puddles of water on the road sides. At one place a beautiful young
woman was standing unable to walk accross because of a puddle of water. The elder of the two monks went up to a her lifted her and left her on the other
In the evening the younger monk came to the elder monk and said, “Sir, as monks, we cannot touch a woman ?”
Then the younger monk asks again, “but then Sir, how is that you lifted that woman on the roadside ?”
The elder monk smiled at him and told him ” I left her on the other side of the road, but you are still carrying her.”
One day Mara, the Evil One, was travelling through the villages of India with his attendants. he saw a man doing walking meditation whose face was lit up on
wonder. The man had just discovered something on the ground in front of him. Mara’s attendant asked what that was and Mara replied, “A piece of truth.”
“Doesn’t this bother you when someone finds a piece of truth, O Evil One?” his attendant asked. “No,” Mara replied. “Right after this, they usually make a
One day a young Buddhist on his journey home came to the banks of a wide river. Staring hopelessly at the great obstacle in front of him, he pondered for
hours on just how to cross such a wide barrier. Just as he was about to give up his pursuit to continue his journey he saw a great teacher on the other side of
the river. The young Buddhist yells over to the teacher, “Oh wise one, can you tell me how to get to the other side of this river”?
The teacher ponders for a moment looks up and down the river and yells back, “My son, you are on the other side”.
5. Is That So?
The Zen master Hakuin was praised by his neighbors as one living a pure life.
A beautiful Japanese girl whose parents owned a food store lived near him. Suddenly, without any warning, her parents discovered she was with child.
This made her parents very angry. She would not confess who the man was, but after much harassment at last named Hakuin.
In great anger the parents went to the master. “Is that so?” was all he would say.
When the child was born, the parents brought it to the Hakuin, who now was viewed as a pariah by the whole village. They demanded that he take care of
the child since it was his responsibility. “Is that so?” Hakuin said calmly as he accepted the child.
A year later the girl-mother could stand it no longer. She told her parents the truth – that the real father of the child was a young man who worked in the
fishmarket.
The mother and father of the girl at once went to Hakuin to ask his forgiveness, to apologize at length, and to get the child back again.
Hakuin was willing. In yielding the child, all he said was: “Is that so?”
6. Maybe
Once upon the time there was an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors
The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. “How wonderful,” the neighbors exclaimed.
The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his
misfortune.
The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son’s leg was broken, they passed him by. The
neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out.
7. Cliffhanger
One day while walking through the wilderness a man stumbled upon a vicious tiger. He ran but soon came to the edge of a high cliff. Desperate to save
himself, he climbed down a vine and dangled over the fatal precipice.
As he hung there, two mice appeared from a hole in the cliff and began gnawing on the vine.
Suddenly, he noticed on the vine a plump wild strawberry. He plucked it and popped it in his mouth. It was incredibly delicious!
Several citizens ran into a hot argument about God and different religions, and each one could not agree to a common answer. So they came to the Lord
The Buddha asked his disciples to get a large magnificent elephant and four blind men. He then brought the four blind to the elephant and told them to find
elephant was a wall. The third blind man touched the elephant ear and said that it was a piece of cloth. The fourth blind man hold on to the tail and described
the elephant as a piece of rope. And all of them ran into a hot argument about the “appearance” of an elephant.
The Buddha asked the citizens: “Each blind man had touched the elephant but each of them gives a different description of the animal. Which answer is
right?”
When Bankei held his seclusion-weeks of meditation, pupils from many parts of Japan came to attend. During one of these gatherings a pupil was caught
stealing. The matter was reported to Bankei with the request that the culprit be expelled. Bankei ignored the case.
Later the pupil was caught in a similar act, and again Bankei disregarded the matter. This angered the other pupils, who drew up a petition asking for the
dismissal of the thief, stating that otherwise they would leave in a body.
When Bankei had read the petition he called everyone before him. “You are wise brothers,” he told them. “You know what is right and what is not right. You
may go somewhere else to study if you wish, but this poor brother does not even know right from wrong. Who will teach him if I do not? I am going to keep
A torrent of tears cleansed the face of the brother who had stolen. All desire to steal had vanished.
Yamaoka Tesshu, as a young student of Zen, visited one master after another. He called upon Dokuon of Shokoku.
Desiring to show his attainment, he said: “The mind, Buddha, and sentient beings, after all, do not exist. The true nature of phenomena is emptiness. There
Dokuon, who was smoking quietly, said nothing. Suddenly he whacked Yamaoka with his bamboo pipe. This made the youth quite angry.
“If nothing exists,” inquired Dokuon, “where did this anger come from?”
In early times in Japan, bamboo-and-paper lanterns were used with candles inside. A blind man, visiting a friend one night, was offered a lantern to carry
“I do not need a lantern,” he said. “Darkness or light is all the same to me.”
“I know you do not need a lantern to find your way,” his friend replied, “but if you don’t have one, someone else may run into you. So you must take it.”
The blind man started off with the lantern and before he had walked very far someone ran squarely into him. “Look out where you are going!” he exclaimed
(Adapted from a story sent to me by A Höyden. If you know the origins of this story
please tell me.)
the man, the boy, and the hotel story (assumptions, customer
service, helping others, kindness, humanity)
This story is frequently told to be true. Whether true or not, it is certainly powerful.
A man and a young teenage boy checked in to a hotel and were shown to their
room. The two receptionists noted the quiet manner of the guests, and the pale
appearance of the boy. Later the man and boy ate dinner in the hotel restaurant.
The staff again noticed that the two guests were very quiet, and that the boy
seemed disinterested in his food. After eating, the boy went to his room and the
man went to reception and asked to see the manager. The receptionist initially
asked if there was a problem with the service or the room, and offered to fix things,
but the man said that there was no problem of that sort, and repeated his request.
The manager was called and duly appeared. The man asked to speak privately and
was taken into the manager's office.
The man explained that he was spending the night in the hotel with his fourteen-
year-old son, who was seriously ill, probably terminally so. The boy was very soon to
undergo therapy, which would cause him to lose his hair. They had come to the
hotel to have a break together, and also because the boy planned to shave his head,
that night, rather than feel that the illness was beating him. The father said that he
would be shaving his own head too, in support of his son. He asked that staff be
respectful when the two of them came to breakfast with their shaved heads. The
manager assured the father that he would inform all staff and that they would
behave appropriately.
The following morning the father and son entered the restaurant for breakfast.
There they saw the four male restaurant staff attending to their duties, perfectly
normally, all with shaved heads.
(Adapted from a story sent to me by A Smith. If you know the origins of this story
please tell me.)
(My Dad told me this story when I was a teenager in the 1970s. Much later it was
interpreted into a popular video on the web. This story illustrates in a timeless way
how important choice of words and language is when we want to truly connect with
and move other people. The story can also be used to explore issues of disability,
equality, discrimination and political correctness, for example, what is it that makes
this story offensive to some people?, and given the valuable main message, is there
a way to adapt this story so that it cannot cause offence to anyone? Thanks BC and
SD)
This simple short story provides one of the best examples of how a single situation
may be viewed in two quite different ways - negatively or positively.
We could explain this also in terms of seeing a situation's problems and
disadvantages, instead of its opportunities and benefits.
When telling this story its impact is increased by using exactly the same form of
words (e.g., "nobody wears shoes") in each salesman's report. This emphasises that
two quite different interpretations are made of a single situation.
See also the glass half-full/empty quotes.
the pub story (racial issues, discrimination, exclusion, inclusion,
lateral thinking, different meanings in language and
communications)
A Sikh, a Muslim, an Englishman, an Irishman, a Scotsman, a Welshman, a Jew, a
Buddhist and a Hindu go into a pub.
The barman looks up and says, "Is this some kind of a joke?"
(This short aside can be used to illustrate or draw attention to issues related to racial
stereotyping/discrimination. Separately it offers an example of lateral thinking, and
also an example of double meaning in language. The ethnicities may be changed for
your own situation or part of the world. Do not share this story unless you can safely
position it or you are confident that it will not cause offence.)
the mechanic and the surgeon story (perceptions, the devil is in the
detail, the nature of big differences)
A heart surgeon took his car to his local garage for a regular service, where he
usually exchanged a little friendly banter with the owner, a skilled but not especially
wealthy mechanic.
"So tell me," says the mechanic, "I've been wondering about what we both do for a
living, and how much more you get paid than me.."
"Yes?.." says the surgeon.
"Well look at this," says the mechanic, as he worked on a big complicated engine, "I
check how it's running, open it up, fix the valves, and put it all back together so it
works good as new.. We basically do the same job don't we? And yet you are paid
ten times what I am - how do you explain that?"
The surgeon thought for a moment, and smiling gently, replied,"Try it with the
engine running.."
zodiac star signs story (for remembering the signs of the zodiac, and
memory aid example for teaching mnemonics methods)
This story is a mnemonic (pronounced 'nemonic' - meaning memory aid) for
remembering the twelve Signs of the Zodiac, in order, starting in January.
While this example is useful for pub quizzes, more importantly the method of
creating a story mnemonic can be used to retain all sorts of difficult-to-
remember pieces of information, for yourself, and taught to others. Mnemonics
stories need not make sense - they simply need to be memorable.
In January, a goat (Capricorn), drinking from a stream (Aquarius) said, "Look, a fish
(Pisces)."
A ram (Aries), and a bull (Taurus), carrying the twins (Gemini) said "There's also a
crab (Cancer)."
A lion (Leo) roared in agreement, which startled the young maiden (Virgo) so that
she dropped and smashed her scales (Libra).
"That's no crab - it's a scorpion (Scorpio)," said the archer (Sagittarius).
Note that the Signs of the Zodiac are normally deemed to start and end anything
between the 18th and the 24th day of each month, depending on interpretation. It is
not by any means a precise science.
You will perhaps have heard this story told with more fruity language. Feel free to
adapt it for your own situation.
(Thanks A Dobson for suggesting it. See also Softly softly, catchee monkey.)
(Ack CB)
the gardener's badge story (positive thinking, attitude, seeing the
good side)
A landscape gardener ran a business that had been in the family for two or three
generations. The staff were happy, and customers loved to visit the store, or to have
the staff work on their gardens or make deliveries - anything from bedding plants to
ride-on mowers.
For as long as anyone could remember, the current owner and previous generations
of owners were extremely positive happy people.
Most folk assumed it was because they ran a successful business.
In fact it was the other way around...
A tradition in the business was that the owner always wore a big lapel badge, saying
Business Is Great!
The business was indeed generally great, although it went through tough times like
any other. What never changed however was the owner's attitude, and the badge
saying Business Is Great!
Everyone who saw the badge for the first time invariably asked, "What's so great
about business?" Sometimes people would also comment that their own business
was miserable, or even that they personally were miserable or stressed.
Anyhow, the Business Is Great! badge always tended to start a conversation,
which typically involved the owner talking about lots of positive aspects of business
and work, for example:
the pleasure of meeting and talking with different people every day
the reward that comes from helping staff take on new challenges and experiences
the fun and laughter in a relaxed and healthy work environment
the fascination in the work itself, and in the other people's work and businesses
the great feeling when you finish a job and do it to the best of your capabilities
the new things you learn every day - even without looking to do so
and the thought that everyone in business is blessed - because there are many
millions of people who would swap their own situation to have the same opportunities
of doing a productive meaningful job, in a civilized well-fed country, where we have no
real worries.
And so the list went on. And no matter how miserable a person was, they'd usually
end up feeling a lot happier after just a couple of minutes listening to all this
infectious enthusiasm and positivity.
It is impossible to quantify or measure attitude like this, but to one extent or another
it's probably a self-fulfilling prophecy, on which point, if asked about the badge in a
quiet moment, the business owner would confide:
"The badge came first. The great business followed."
the atheist and the bear story (loyalty, conviction, payback and
reward, changing sides)
A committed atheist (that's someone who steadfastly does not believe in a god of
any sort) was on a trekking holiday when he became lost in some dense woods.
A large angry bear, with ten starving cubs back home and claws like kitchen knives,
suddenly emerged from the undergrowth.
The atheist screamed in terror, turned and ran. The bear was quicker however, and
after a long and desperate chase eventually cornered the atheist in a gully.
The exhausted atheist sank to his knees, shaking.
The bear, seeing that its prey was trapped, moved slowly towards the petrified man,
drooling. The bear was drooling too.
The atheist lifted his head, with tears in his eyes, and uttered the words he thought
he would never say in all his life: "God help me..."
With these simple three words, a blinding flash of lightning lit up the sky. There was
a deafening crash of thunder. The clouds parted. A brilliant light shone down. The
forest fell silent. The bear froze still, in a trance. The atheist stood gaping,
transfixed.
A voice came loud from above. Louder than twenty AC/DC concerts all happening at
the same time. We can safely assume this voice to have been the voice of a god of
some sort.
"You atheists make me seriously mad," boomed the god, "You deny me all your life.
You tell others to deny me too. You put your faith in all that bloody Darwinian airy-
fairy scientific nonsense, and then what a surprise - you get lost because you can't
read your stupid map, and now you're about to get eaten by an angry bear all of a
sudden you're on your knees snivelling and begging for my help?......... You must be
joking..."
The atheist looked down, realising that he was not arguing from a position of
strength.
"Okay, I take your point," said the atheist, thinking on his feet, while he still had
them, "I can see it's a bit late for me to convert, but what about the bear?... Maybe
you could convert the bear instead?"
"Hmmn... interesting idea..." said the god, thinking hard, "...Okay. It shall be done."
At which the brilliant light dimmed and vanished; the clouds closed; and the noises
of the forest resumed.
The bear awoke and shook its head, a completely different expression on its face.
Calm, at peace.
The bear closed its eyes, bowed its head, and said, "For what we are about to
receive, may the Lord make us truly thankful, Amen.."
THE END
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N.B. The grace prayer in the punchline is the version commonly taught in UK
schools. Alternatives might work better depending on the audience, for example:
"Come Lord Jesus, be our guest, let this food of ours be blessed. Amen.."
(suggesting an Australian bear of unspecific denomination)
"Lass't uns beten! O Herr, segne uns und diese deine gaben, die wir von deiner Güte
nun empfangen werden. Durch Christus, unseren Herr'n! Amen.." (suggesting a
German Catholic bear)
You will perhaps devise your own endings. Perhaps your own animals. Perhaps your
own god.
It has been suggested that this story could offend certain sensitivities.
I apologise therefore to bears everywhere.
(Adapted from a story sent by S Hart, thank you.)
A much shorter and simpler version of this story (thanks D Baudois) is as follows:
A missionary came upon a hungry lion in the middle of the African plain.
The missionary knelt and prayed, "God, please give this lion a christian soul!"
The lion stopped, knelt, and prayed also: "Lord above, may this meal be blessed.."
(Thanks DC)
No-one has a phone. The likelihood of any more passing traffic is effectively zero.
The conditions are too dangerous for people to walk anywhere. It is not possible to
tow the crashed car. The nearest town is an hour's drive away.
The question is: Given that your car is just a two-seater, in what order should the
stranded people be taken to the nearest town?
Answer
the blind men and the road story (stretching, dependency, risk,
achievement under pressure)
Warning: This story contains language and a potentially 'offensive
stereotype' of visually impaired person that certain audiences may find
objectionable. At the same time, the main message is uplifting and in
major part offers an empowered and optimistic view of visual impairment.
Nevertheless, be careful how you use this story. Alter the language
appropriately where warranted, and if in doubt do not use the story at all.
A blind (visually impaired) man had been waiting a while at a busy road for someone
to offer to guide him across, when he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Excuse me," said the tapper, "I'm blind - would you mind guiding me across the
road?"
The first blind man took the arm of the second blind man, and they both crossed the
road.
Apparently this is a true story. The first blind man was the jazz pianist George
Shearing. He is quoted (in Bartlett's Anecdotes) as saying after the event, "What
could I do? I took him across and it was the biggest thrill of my life."
There are times when we think we cannot do something and so do not stretch or
take a risk. Being forced to stretch and take a risk can often help us to reduce our
dependencies (on others, or our own personal safety mechanisms), and to discover
new excitement and capabilities. The poem Come to the Edge is another wonderful
perspective on risk and stretching.
the doctor and the thief story (ethical decision making - also
adaptability, flexibility, accepting what cannot be changed)
A man goes to the doctor and says "Doctor, I've become a compulsive thief."
The doctor prescribes him a course of tablets and says, "If you're not cured in a
couple of weeks would you get me a widescreen television?"
This is not a lesson of ideal behaviour, it's a humorous illustration of options -
whether to try to change something, to accept it or to actively support it. Such
decisions normally have two main reference points - the difficulty of the change, and
the ethical implications of the situation.
The Serenity Prayer is a different and less cynical view of change and choices.
the preacher and the farmer story (understanding the needs of your
people, caring for minorities and individuals, looking deeper than the
mainstream)
An old hill farming crofter trudges several miles through freezing snow to his local
and very remote chapel for Sunday service. No-one else is there, aside from the
clergyman.
"I'm not sure it's worth proceeding with the service - might we do better to go back
to our warm homes and a hot drink?.." asks the clergyman, inviting a mutually
helpful reaction from his audience of one.
"Well, I'm just a simple farmer," says the old crofter, "But when I go to feed my
herd, and if only one beast turns up, I sure don't leave it hungry."
So the clergyman, feeling somewhat ashamed, delivers his service - all the bells and
whistles, hymns and readings, lasting a good couple of hours - finishing proudly with
the fresh observation that no matter how small the need, our duty remains. And he
thanks the old farmer for the lesson he has learned.
"Was that okay?" asks the clergyman, as the two set off home.
"Well I'm just a simple farmer," says the old crofter, "But when I go to feed my
herd, and if only one beast turns up, I sure don't force it to eat what I brought for
the whole herd..."
From which we see the extra lesson, that while our duty remains regardless of the
level of need, we have the additional responsibility to ensure that we adapt our
delivery (of whatever is our stock in trade) according to the requirements of our
audience.
(Adapted from a suggestion from P Hallinger, and based apparently on a story told
by Roland Barth, whom I assume to be the US educationalist.)
(Thanks BC. Based on a letter published in the newspaper several years ago, written
by the doctor. I suspect variations of this story have been told many times
elsewhere too.)
double-positive story (make your point and then know when to stop,
language, communications, lateral thinking, quick-thinking)
On hearing one of his students use the expression, "I don't know nothing about it..."
a teacher took the opportunity to explain about double negatives and correct
grammar to the class.
The teacher explained, "In the English language a double negative makes the
statement positive, so your assertion that you 'don't know nothing about it' is
actually an admission that you do know something about it."
Encouraged by the interest in this revelation among certain class members, the
teacher went on to demonstrate more of his knowledge of world languages: "Of
course not all languages operate according to the same grammatical rules, for
example, in Russian, a double negative remains negative, although perhaps
surprisingly, there is not a single language anywhere in the world in which a double
positive makes a negative.."
At which a voice from the back of the classroom called out ironically "Yeah, right.."
(This is adapted from a story sent to me by M Morris. Apparently the original story
was based on a true incident at a Modern Language Association meeting in New
York in the mid-1970's, reported in the NY Times. The quick-witted response in the
original story, actually "Yeah, yeah..", seemingly came from from Sidney
Morganbesser, a professor of philosophy who was noted for his speedy retorts.
Thanks M Morris, Apr 2007.)
the bath and the bucket story (lateral thinking, making assumptions,
dangers of judging people)
Given the title (on the subject of buckets..) and its quick simple message, this story
is a good partner analogy to the rocks in a bucket time management story.
The story illustrates lateral thinking, narrow-mindedness, the risks of making
assumptions, and judging people and situations:
A party of suppliers was being given a tour of a mental hospital.
One of the visitors had made some very insulting remarks about the patients.
After the tour the visitors were introduced to various members of staff in the
canteen.
The rude visitor chatted to one of the security staff, Bill, a kindly and wise ex-
policeman.
"Are they all raving loonies in here then?" said the rude man.
"Only the ones who fail the test," said Bill.
"What's the test?" said the man.
"Well, we show them a bath full of water, a bucket, a jug and an egg-cup, and we
ask them what's the quickest way to empty the bath," said Bill.
"Oh I see, simple - the normal ones know it's the bucket, right?"
"No actually," said Bill, "The normal ones say pull out the plug. Should I check when
there's a bed free for you?"
the god and eve story (gender and sexual discrimination, equality,
battle of the sexes debates, after-dinner speaking, etc)
"God, I've been thinking.." says Eve one day.
"What's on your mind Eve?" says God.
"Well, I know that you created me and this beautiful garden and all of these
wonderful creatures, but lately I've been feeling that maybe there's more to life."
"Go on..." says God.
"Sometimes I get a bit bored - I fancy a bit of fun. And I get a bit fed up with all the
heaving lifting and carrying, and warding off the mammoths and sabre-toothed
tigers, not to mention that bloody snake. This garden can be dangerous place."
"I see," says God, pausing for thought.
"Eve, I have a cunning plan," says God, "I shall create Man for you."
"Man?" asks Eve, "What is Man?"
"Man..." says God, "Is a flawed creature. He will have many weaknesses and
disgusting habits. Man will lie, cheat and behave like an idiot - in fact mostly he'll be
a complete pain in the backside. But on the plus side he'll be big and strong, and will
be able to protect you, and hunt and kill things, which might be handy sometimes.
He will tend to lose control of mind and body when aroused, but with a bit training
can reach an acceptable standard in the bedroom department, if you know what I
mean."
"Hmm," says Eve, "Seems like this Man idea might be worth a try, but tell me God,
is there anything else I need to know?"
"Just this," says God, "Man comes with one condition... In keeping with his arrogant,
deluded, self-important character, Man will naturally believe that he was made first,
and frankly we all have better things to do than argue, so you must keep all this a
secret between us, if that's okay with you. You know, woman to woman.."
(unknown origin - if you can shed any light on the origin please contact me - thanks
CB)
the helpful old lady story (check the facts, false assumptions, etc)
One afternoon, an old lady, laden with shopping, noticed two small boys on the front
step of a house. With their bags and uniforms they were obviously going home after
school. They were on tip-toe trying to reach the door-bell with a stick.
"Poor little lads, they can't get in," she thought, "Parents these days just don't seem
to care."
So she marched up the path, reached over the boys and gave the bell a long firm
push.
The surprised boys turned around and screamed "Quick, run!" and promptly
disappeared over the garden wall.
the jesse james story (tactics, morality, good and bad in us all)
The notorious American Wild West bank robber Jesse James (1847-82) was hunted
and demonised by the authorities, but was held in high regard by many ordinary
folk. Here's an example of why:
The story goes that Jesse James and his gang had taken refuge for a few days in
ramshackle farmhouse after one of their raids. The old widow who lived there fed
the men, and apologised for her modest offerings and the poor state of the
accommodation. While the gang laid low, they learned from the widow that she
faced eviction from her landlord and was expecting a visit from his debt collector any
day. Taking pity on the old lady, as they left, the gang gave her some of the spoils
of their robbery to settle her debt - several hundred dollars, which was a small
fortune in those days. The gang moved on, but only to a nearby copse, where for a
couple more days they watched and waited for the arrival - and departure - of the
debt collector, whom they promptly held up and robbed.
Of course robbing anyone is bad, but if you've got to rob someone...
the priest and the politician story (time management, being late,
public speaking)
After twenty-five years in the same parish, Father O'Shaunessey was saying his
farewells at his retirement dinner. An eminent member of the congregation - a
leading politician - had been asked to make a presentation and a short speech, but
was late arriving.
So the priest took it upon himself to fill the time, and stood up to the microphone:
"I remember the first confession I heard here twenty-five years ago and it worried
me as to what sort of place I'd come to... That first confession remains the worst
I've ever heard. The chap confessed that he'd stolen a TV set from a neighbour and
lied to the police when questioned, successfully blaming it on a local scallywag. He
said that he'd stolen money from his parents and from his employer; that he'd had
affairs with several of his friends' wives; that he'd taken hard drugs, and had slept
with his sister and given her VD. You can imagine what I thought... However I'm
pleased to say that as the days passed I soon realised that this sad fellow was a
frightful exception and that this parish was indeed a wonderful place full of kind and
decent people..."
At this point the politician arrived and apologised for being late, and keen to take the
stage, he immediately stepped up to the microphone and pulled his speech from his
pocket:
"I'll always remember when Father O'Shaunessey first came to our parish," said the
politician, "In fact, I'm pretty certain that I was the first person in the parish that he
heard in confession.."
(Ack Stephen Hart)
the blind golfers story (an ironic example of lack of empathy, and
different people's perspectives)
Warning: This story contains language and a potentially 'offensive
stereotype' of visually impaired person that certain audiences may find
objectionable. At the same time, the main message and purpose of the
story is to highlight tendencies of some people to show poor or no regard
for the misfortunes or disabilities of others, and in this context the story
has a value if used carefully. Neverthess be very cautious how you use this
story. Alter the language appropriately where warranted, and if in doubt
do not use the story at all.
A clergyman, a doctor and a business consultant were playing golf together one day
and were waiting for a particularly slow group ahead. The business consultant
exclaimed, "What's with these people? We've been waiting over half and hour! It's a
complete disgrace." The doctor agreed, "They're hopeless, I've never seen such a
rabble on a golf course." The clergyman spotted the approaching greenkeeper and
asked him what was going on, "What's happening with that group ahead of us?
They're surely too slow and useless to be playing, aren't they?" The greenkeeper
replied, "Oh, yes, that's a group of blind (visually impaired) fire-fighters. They lost
their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for
free anytime." The three golfers fell silent for a moment. The clergyman said, "Oh
dear, that's so sad. I shall say some special prayers for them tonight." The doctor
added, rather meekly, "That's a good thought. I'll get in touch with an ophthalmic
surgeon friend of mine to see if there's anything that can be done for them." After
pondering the situation for a few seconds, the business consultant turned to the
greenkeeper and asked, "Why can't they play at night?"
(Other job-titles can be substituted instead of business consultant to suit the
purpose of the story, for example, government advisor, venture capitalist, engineer,
project manager, accountant, finance director, quality manager, etc)
the sales and marketing rugby analogy story (for teams, motivation,
team-building, departmental cooperation, training, public speaking)
I am assured this is a true story. A consultant was asked to give a talk at a sales
conference. The CEO asks him to focus on the importance of cooperation and
teamwork between the sales and marketing teams, since neither group has a
particularly high regard for the other, and the lack of cohesion and goodwill is
hampering effectiveness and morale. The marketing staff constantly moan about the
sales people 'doing their own thing' and 'failing to follow central strategy'; and the
sales people say that the marketing people are all 'idle theorists who waste their
time at exhibitions and agency lunches' and have 'never done a decent day's work in
their lives'.
Being a lover of rugby, the consultant decides to use the analogy of a rugby team's
forwards and backs working together to achieve the best team performance:
"......So, just as in the game of rugby, the forwards, like the marketing
department, do the initial work to create the platform and to make the
opportunities, and then pass the ball out to the backs, the sales department,
who then use their skills and energy to score the tries. The forwards and the
backs, just like marketing and sales, are each good at what they do: and they
work together so that the team wins..." said the consultant, finishing his talk.
The audience seemed to respond positively, and the conference broke for lunch. At
the bar the consultant asked one of the top sales-people what he'd thought of the
analogy - had it given him food for thought?
"Yes, I see what you mean," said the salesman, "It does make sense. The sales
people - the backs, yes? - the backs need the marketing department - the forwards,
yes? - to make the opportunities for us, so that we, the backs, can go and score the
tries - to win the business. We work together as a team - each playing our own part
- working as a team."
The consultant beamed and nodded enthusiastically, only to be utterly dashed when
the salesman added as an afterthought, "I still think our forwards are a bunch of
wankers..."
(with thanks to Martin Deighton)
the lock and key story (kindness and generosity, 'good pebble
ripples', memorable customer service experiences)
A British family were on holiday in a rented motor-home in the USA. Travelling
through California they visited the Magic Mountain amusement park close by Los
Angeles. Mid-afternoon, halfway through what was turning out to be a most
enjoyable day at the park, Mum, Dad and the three kids came upon a particularly
steep plummeting ride. In the queue, the ride attendants strongly warned everyone
about the risks of losing hats, spectacles, coins and keys, etc., and these warnings
were echoed by large signs around the ride. During the ride, Dad lost the keys.
Due to the fact that the motor-home was a replacement vehicle resulting from a
breakdown earlier in the holiday, there were no spare keys. And there were six keys
on the lost bunch: ignition, front doors, side door, fuel tank, propane tank, and
storage cupboards.
The park attendants drove the family back to the motor-home, suggesting the least
damaging ways to break into it.
Fortunately a window had been left slightly open, enabling the middle son to be put
in and to open the doors from the inside.
Inside the motor-home Mum and Dad discussed what to do. They were stranded.
Middle son (all of six years old) said he'd got a key - said he'd found it - but no-one
was listening properly. "Perhaps it will fit, I'll get it." (The optimism of young children
of course knows no bounds.)
Not thinking for one second that little lad's key would fit, Dad tried it. Incredibly the
key fitted the ignition - and the driver's door. Middle son is a hero. It seems he'd
found the key in a cupboard when packing his clothes soon after the motor-homes
were swapped after the first vehicle broke down.
The next day back at the camp site, Dad called a local locksmith to see what could
be done.
"I might be able to make new keys from the locks, if you bring the vehicle to me,"
said the locksmith, so the family drove to the locksmith, whose business was in a
small shopping centre in the California countryside.
The locksmith looked at the motor-home, and said he'd try. "If you come back in an
hour I'll know better what I can do for you."
The family went to the nearby shops and a coffee bar to pass the time. Dad
returned to the locksmith to see how things were going. The locksmith says he
thought he could make new keys for all the locks, but it would be a long job.
In fact the job took the locksmith most of the day. The family hung around the
locksmiths, visited the shops again, and generally made a day of being at the little
shopping centre. While working on the locks and the keys, the locksmith talked with
the family about England, about America, about the rides at Las Vegas, about
motor-homes, about business, about locks, about families and kids, about lots of
things.
Late on in the afternoon the locksmith said that he'd nearly done - "But you have
time to go get something to eat if you want. When you come back I'll be done." So
the family went to a burger bar for something to eat.
An hour later the family returned to the locksmith's shop. It was 4pm and they'd
been at the shopping centre since 10.00 in the morning.
When Dad entered the locksmith's shop the locksmith was smiling. He put two new
gleaming bunches of keys on the counter. "Here you go - a new set of keys for all
the locks, and a spare set too," said the locksmith, "And I tell you what I'm going to
do..."
Dad offered his credit card, gratefully.
"You know, I've had such a great time with you guys today," says the locksmith,
"You can have these for free."
This is a true story. It happened over ten years ago. I still tell people about it now,
like I'm telling you. The company is Newhall Valencia Lock & Key, in the El Centro
Shopping Center, Canyon Country, California. This little company gave me and my
family an experience that transcended customer service, and I was delighted when I
found their business card in my kitchen drawer the other day, because it prompted
me to share this story and to properly express my thanks.
Just a final note - I'm not suggesting that great customer service is about giving
your products and services away. Obviously that's not a particularly sustainable
business model. What I'm saying though, is that there are times when you'll see
opportunity to do something really special for a customer, or for another human
being, and when you do it, the ripples of your 'good pebble' can stretch around the
world, and last for years and years. So, within the boundaries of what's possible and
viable for you, drop in a good pebble whenever you can and make some ripples of
your own.
The leadership of the Football Association, guardian of England's national game, has
for some years been chaotic and disjointed, indicators being:
Recent resignations of Chief Executive and Chairman.
Regular scandals and infighting.
Lack of control over domestic game and clubs.
A national football team is in many ways like a business. It needs solid strategic and
philosophical foundations. Misalignment at a basic level eventually produces
problems at the level of tactical or operational implementation. Like a national
football team, if a business fails at a tactical or operational level, the causes - and
therefore the solutions - are generally much deeper than they seem.
This story can be useful in demonstrating/exploring the strategic business analysis
tools such as SWOT, PEST and Porter's Five Forces model, and in researching
fundamental drivers/indicators of strategic viability.
the brewery story (to challenge belief systems and assumptions, and
the need for questioning pointless routine or policy)
It has been suggested to me that this is a true story: A very old traditional brewery
decided to install a new canning line, so as to enable its beer products to be
marketed through the supermarket sector. This represented a major change for the
little company, and local dignitaries and past employees were invited to witness the
first running of the new canning line, which was followed by an buffet and drinks.
After the new line had been switched on successfully, and the formalities completed,
the guests relaxed in small groups to chat and enjoy the buffet. In a quiet corner
stood three men discussing trucks and transport and distribution, since one was the
present distribution manager, and the other two were past holders of the post,
having retired many years ago. The three men represented three generations of
company distribution management, spanning over sixty years.
The present distribution manager confessed that his job was becoming more
stressful because company policy required long deliveries be made on Monday and
Tuesday, short deliveries on Fridays, and all other deliveries mid-week.
"It's so difficult to schedule things efficiently - heaven knows what we'll do with
these new cans and the tight demands of the supermarkets..."
The other two men nodded in agreement.
"It was the same in my day," sympathised the present manager's predecessor, "It
always seemed strange to me that trucks returning early on Mondays and Tuesdays
couldn't be used for little local runs, because the local deliveries had to be left until
Friday.."
The third man nodded, and was thinking hard, struggling to recall the policy's roots
many years ago when he'd have been a junior in the despatch department. After a
pause, the third man smiled and then ventured a suggestion.
"I think I remember now," he said, "It was the horses..... During the Second World
War fuel rationing was introduced. So we mothballed the trucks and went back to
using the horses. On Mondays the horses were well-rested after the weekend -
hence the long deliveries. By Friday the horses so tired they could only handle the
short local drops..."
Soon after the opening of the new canning line the company changed its delivery
policy.
(Ack R Chagar)
See also the 'we've always done it that way' story and the fish baking story and the
monkey story.
the clap and cheer story (positive attitude, taking pride in whatever
you do)
A small boy was auditioning with his classmates for a school play. His mother knew
that he'd set his heart on being in the play - just like all the other children hoped too
- and she feared how he would react if he was not chosen. On the day the parts
were awarded, the little boy's mother went to the school gates to collect her son.
The little lad rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what
Mum," he shouted, and then said the words that provide a lesson to us all, "I've
been chosen to clap and cheer."
(Ack F Laufs)
(Ack CB and Tom Robinson - please contact us if you know the author of the original
20 items to which Tom refers in his explanation of his own particular input: "... I
received the e-mail originally back in 2002, with around 20 reasons why it's good to
be a bloke... I spent most of the following 3 days making the number up to 50..." )
the aunt karen story (relevance and reliability of lessons, morals and
examples)
A teacher told her young class to ask their parents for a family story with a moral at
the end of it, and to return the next day to tell their stories.
In the classroom the next day, Joe gave his example first, "My dad is a farmer and
we have chickens. One day we were taking lots of eggs to market in a basket on the
front seat of the truck when we hit a big bump in the road; the basket fell off the
seat and all the eggs broke. The moral of the story is not to put all your eggs in one
basket.."
"Very good," said the teacher.
Next, Mary said, "We are farmers too. We had twenty eggs waiting to hatch, but
when they did we only got ten chicks. The moral of this story is not to count your
chickens before they're hatched.."
"Very good," said the teacher again, very pleased with the response so far.
Next it was Barney's turn to tell his story: "My dad told me this story about my Aunt
Karen.... Aunt Karen was a flight engineer in the war and her plane got hit. She had
to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of whisky, a machine
gun and a machete."
"Go on," said the teacher, intrigued.
"Aunt Karen drank the whisky on the way down to prepare herself; then she landed
right in the middle of a hundred enemy soldiers. She killed seventy of them with the
machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the
machete till the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands."
"Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "What did your father say was the moral
of that frightening story?"
"Stay away from Aunt Karen when she's been drinking..."
(Ack CB - if you know the origin please tell us)
the dog and the bone story (be content with what you have, greed
and envy seldom pay)
A dog held a juicy bone in his jaws as he crossed a bridge over a brook. When he
looked down into the water he saw a another dog below with what appeared to be a
bigger juicier bone. He jumped into the brook to snatch the bigger bone, letting go
his own bone, He quickly learned of course that the bigger bone was just a
reflection, and so he ended up with nothing.
More Aesop's fables
(Thanks J Phillips)
Dear Sirs,
Re: DEQ File No. 97-59-0023; T11N; R10W, Sec. 20; Montcalm County.
Your certified letter dated 12/17/02 has been handed to me to respond to. I am the
legal landowner but not the Contractor at 2088 Dagget, Pierson, Michigan. A couple
of beavers are in the process (State unauthorized) of constructing and maintaining
two wood "debris" dams across the outlet stream of my Spring Pond. While I did not
pay for, authorize, nor supervise their dam project, I think they would be highly
offended that you call their skillful use of natures building materials "debris".
I would like to challenge your department to attempt to emulate their dam project
any time and/or any place you choose. I believe I can safely state there is no way
you could ever match their dam skills, their dam resourcefulness, their dam
ingenuity, their dam persistence, their dam determination and/or their dam work
ethic. As to your request, I do not think the beavers are aware that they must first
fill out a dam permit prior to the start of this type of dam activity.
My first dam question to you is: (1) are you trying to discriminate against my Spring
Pond Beavers or (2) do you require all beavers throughout this State to conform to
said dam request? If you are not discriminating against these particular beavers,
through the Freedom of Information Act, I request completed copies of all those
other applicable beaver dam permits that have been issued. Perhaps we will see if
there really is a dam violation of Part 301, Inland Lakes and Streams, of the Natural
Resource and Environmental Protection Act, Act 451 of the Public Acts of 1994,
being sections 324.30101 to 324.30113 of the Michigan Compiled Laws, annotated.
I have several concerns. My first concern is: aren't the beavers entitled to legal
representation? The Spring Pond Beavers are financially destitute and are unable to
pay for said representation, so the State will have to provide them with a dam
lawyer. The Department's dam concern that either one or both of the dams failed
during a recent rain event causing flooding is proof that this is a natural occurrence,
which the Department is required to protect. In other words, we should leave the
Spring Pond Beavers alone rather than harassing them and calling them dam names.
If you want the stream "restored" to a dam free-flow condition please contact the
beavers, but if you are going to arrest them, they obviously did not pay any
attention to your dam letter, they being unable to read English.
In my humble opinion, the Spring Pond Beavers have a right to build their
unauthorized dams as long as the sky is blue, the grass is green and water flows
downstream. They have more dam rights than I do to live and enjoy Spring Pond. If
the Department of Natural Resources and Environmental Protection lives up to its
name, it should protect the natural resources (Beavers) and the environment
(Beavers' Dams). So, as far as the beavers and I are concerned, this dam case can
be referred for more elevated enforcement action right now. Why wait until
1/31/2003? The Spring Pond Beavers may be under the dam ice then and there will
be no way for you or your dam staff to contact/harass them then.
In conclusion, I would like to bring to your attention to a real environmental quality
(health) problem in the area. It is the bears! Bears are actually defecating in our
woods. I definitely believe you should be persecuting the defecating bears and leave
the beavers alone. If you are going to investigate the beaver dam, watch your step!
(The bears are not careful where they dump!) Being unable to comply with your
dam request, and being unable to contact you on your dam answering machine, I
am sending this response to your dam office.
Thank you
Ryan Devries and the Dam Beavers
Footnote: I'm grateful to J DeKorne for pointing out that these letters are in fact
based on real correspondence involving Stephen Tvedten of Marne, Michigan. The
original letters are here.
2. Evidence removed.
1. IFF inoperative.
1. Mouse in cockpit.
2. Cat installed.
1. Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding on
something with a hammer.
the rat and the lion story (do good, what goes around comes around,
karma)
One day a small rat surfaced from his nest to find himself between the paws of a
huge sleeping lion, which immediately awoke and seized the rat. The rat pleaded
with the fierce beast to be set free, and the lion, being very noble and wise, and in
no need of such small prey, agreed to let the relieved rat go on his way.
Some days later in the same part of the forest, a hunter had laid a trap for the lion,
and it duly caught him, so that the lion was trussed up in a strong net, helpless, with
nothing to do than wait for the hunter to return.
But it was the rat who came along next, and seeing the lion in need of help,
promptly set about biting and gnawing through the net, which soon began to
unravel, setting the great lion free.
The moral of the story is of course to make the world your debtor - even the
humblest of folk may one day be of use.
the two mules story (show off expensive things at your peril, the
more you have the more you have to lose)
Two mules travelled regularly together with their loads, from their town to the city.
The first mule, a humble beast, wore a tatty cloak, and carried sacks of oats for the
miller. The second mule was an arrogant animal, who wore a fine coat with jingling
bells. He carried gold and silver coins for the tax collector, and loved to brag about
his responsibility and importance. Running late one day, the second mule suggested
taking a short-cut, off the main road, despite his companion's warnings about the
risks of taking such a dangerous route. Sure enough, before too long, thieves
attacked the second mule, stealing his valuable load, and leaving him injured by the
roadside.
"But why me?" moaned the stricken animal, "I am attacked and robbed while the
vagabonds leave you untouched?"
"I think even in this desperate place no thief would be interested in a poor miller's
slave, or my humble load!" said the first mule, "But you ventured down this
dangerous track and made a show of yourself - you have only yourself to blame."
the travellers and the monk story (positive attitude, life outlook)
One day a traveller was walking along a road on his journey from one village to
another. As he walked he noticed a monk tending the ground in the fields beside the
road. The monk said "Good day" to the traveller, and the traveller nodded to the
monk. The traveller then turned to the monk and said "Excuse me, do you mind if I
ask you a question?".
"Not at all," replied the monk.
"I am travelling from the village in the mountains to the village in the valley and I
was wondering if you knew what it is like in the village in the valley?"
"Tell me," said the monk, "What was your experience of the village in the
mountains?"
"Dreadful," replied the traveller, "to be honest I am glad to be away from there. I
found the people most unwelcoming. When I first arrived I was greeted coldly. I was
never made to feel part of the village no matter how hard I tried. The villagers keep
very much to themselves, they don't take kindly to strangers. So tell me, what can I
expect in the village in the valley?"
"I am sorry to tell you," said the monk, "but I think your experience will be much the
same there".
The traveller hung his head despondently and walked on.
A while later another traveller was journeying down the same road and he also came
upon the monk.
"I'm going to the village in the valley," said the second traveller, "Do you know what
it is like?"
"I do," replied the monk "But first tell me - where have you come from?"
"I've come from the village in the mountains."
"And how was that?"
"It was a wonderful experience. I would have stayed if I could but I am committed
to travelling on. I felt as though I was a member of the family in the village. The
elders gave me much advice, the children laughed and joked with me and people
were generally kind and generous. I am sad to have left there. It will always hold
special memories for me. And what of the village in the valley?" he asked again.
"I think you will find it much the same" replied the monk, "Good day to you".
"Good day and thank you," the traveller replied, smiled, and journeyed on.
(Thanks Carrie Birmingham)
the "it will for that one" story (making a difference, compassion,
social responsibility)
A small boy was walking along a beach at low tide, where countless thousands of
small sea creatures, having been washed up, were stranded and doomed to perish.
A man watched as the boy picked up individual creatures and took them back into
the water.
"I can see you're being very kind," said the watching man, "But there must be a
million of them; it can't possibly make any difference."
Returning from the water's edge, the boy said, "It will for that one."
If you find this interesting see the Eric Erikson section, and look at
Transational Analysis theory. Dr Arthur Janov's book The Primal Scream is
also fascinating and relevant to this aspect of understanding personality and
behaviour.
3. Panic
the mswindows car story (the power of PR, clever publicity, using
humour for publicity, don't get mad get even)
You may have seen this before as it's been widely circulated over the internet.
Whether it's true or not, it's a great example of the risks of arrogant PR, and then in
response, fantastic PR that's utterly in tune with the mood of the moment. Despite
all this though, a supremely powerful supplier can, while they remain supremely
powerful, re-write the rules of customer service.
At a computer expo (COMDEX) around 1997/98, Bill Gates of Microsoft was reported
to have compared the computer and automotive industries, saying that "If General
Motors had kept up with technology like the computer industry does, we would all
be driving around in twenty-five dollar cars that go 1,000 miles to the gallon."
In response to this alleged outburst, GM are supposed to have issued a press
release along the following lines, stating:
If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the
following characteristics -
1. For no reason at all your car would crash twice a day, and you would have not a
single clue as to the cause.
2. Every time they re-painted the lines on the road you would have to buy a new car.
3. Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason, and you would just
accept this, re-start and drive on.
4. Occasionally, executing a manoeuvre such as a left turn would cause your car to
shut down and refuse to re-start, in which case you would have to re-install the
engine.
5. Only one person at a time could use the car, unless you bought 'Car95' or 'CarNT',
but then you'd have to buy more seats.
6. (Macintosh would make a car that was powered by the sun, reliable, five times as
fast, and twice as easy to drive, but it would only run on five percent of the roads.
The Macintosh car owners would have to buy expensive GM upgrades for their cars
which would make them run much slower.)
7. The oil, water temperature and alternator warning lights would be replaced by a
'general car default' warning light.
8. The car's new seats would force everyone to have the same size butt.
9. The airbag system would say 'Are you sure?' before activating.
10. Occasionally for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out and refuse to let
you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle, turned the key, and grabbed
hold of the radio antenna.
11. GM would require all car buyers to additionally purchase a deluxe set of Rand
McNally road maps (which would be a GM subsidiary) even though the customer
neither needed nor wanted them. Attempting to do without these extras would
immediately cause the car's performance to diminish by fifty percent or more.
Moreover, GM would become a target for investigation under the anti-trust laws by
the Justice Department.
12. Every time GM introduced a new model, car buyers would have to learn to drive all
over again because none of the controls would operate in the same manner as in the
previous car.
13. And you'd need to press the 'Start' button to shut off the engine.
4. Ensure that highly qualified people do mundane work for long periods.
the scorpion and the frog story (personality and type, inability to
change, expectations, personal responsibility, reality, acceptance,
delusion, blame)
Once upon a time a scorpion wanted to cross a brook. On the bank he saw a frog
and asked if the frog would give him a ride to the other side.
"Oh no," says the frog, "If I carry you on my back you will sting me."
"But why would I sting you when we would both surely perish," replied the scorpion.
The frog eventually conceded that the scorpion had a point, and agreed to the
request.
Half way across, the scorpion stang the frog, and they both began to drown.
"But why did you break your word and sting me, knowing it would be certain death
for us both?" cried the frog.
"Because it is in my nature." said the scorpion.
Send your favourite.
Let me start the article with disclaimer as the mention of word ‘Crisis’ sends shivers to many.
Cup Crisis is not something bad as Euro zone Crisis or related to it any way. As per the
definition in my organization, the cup crisis is ‘The phenomenon where there is no coffee (or
tea) cups, when you want to have coffee”. Unless you are an avid coffee lover, you will never
know the seriousness of this problem.
Let me explain this with an example. You come to office with a splitting headache in
Chennai heat. You open the mail box and few mails in it have further intensified your
headache. All your body and soul wants is a hot coffee. You rush to pantry to have one. The
warm aromas of Coffee beans welcome you. But alas there are no cups to have a coffee and
relish it.
Before getting deep into Cup Crisis let’s understand what causes it.
1) Too much work in office: Suddenly when you are bombarded with work all your mind
seeks is More and More of Coffee . Because only during such coffee breaks people form
strategy on how (not) to work. More such people in the same state, lesser are the coffee cups.
2) Very Less work: When there is very less work in the office and you have to mandatorily
manage to be in office for nine and half hours, all you do is take one hour coffee break every
two hours. My guess is more than half the population in office falls in this category.
Other reasons like higher number of broken cups, Inadequate number of staff to wash the
stained cups, no stock in purchase department etc also form a significant reason for cup crisis.
Thinking about the positives of Cup Crisis, a sudden thought occurred to me. Why not
management try to take critical decisions based on employee’s reaction to cup crisis. Let me
explain my thoughts further.
Employee decides not to have coffee anymore in office
According to me, this category of employee is bit low in motivation. For a small problem of
not finding a coffee cup, he is forsaking the goal of having coffee. How will the employee
react to challenging situations then? Management should keep an eye on this category and
consider the possibility of putting them in Performance Improvement Plan
Employee Decides to have coffee in other floor
This category of employee is highly flexible. He tries reaching to different floor and going to
different directions to have a cup of coffee. Management can make a note of this category
and use them effectively for a so called challenging assignment for which surprisingly there
are no takers.
Employee launches a complaint
Fight, fight till you achieve the goal seems to be the motto of this category. They will call the
admin department and explain the intensity of the problem. Inaction from the admin
department doesn’t deter them. They will make a complaint in writing and will not budge in
that till have a coffee cup in hand. Management can use this kind of people to send chaser
mails to others.
Employee washes the stained cup himself
This employee goes to any level to achieve his goal. He takes the responsibility of other staff
(cleaning staff) smoothly. Management should keep this people handy to deliver that ‘Critical
piece of work which should go to client by any chance on Monday morning’
Employee starts bringing his own coffee mug
This category of people are really smart and out of box thinkers. They are the ideal set of
people to work in a project which has ‘Very Less Clarity and highly critical deliverables’
Need any further inputs on this? Ping me, let’s discuss this over a cup of coffee.
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Management Lesson #5
Management Lesson #5
A wealthy old lady decides to go on a photo safari in Africa, taking her faithful aged poodle named Cuddles, along for the company. One day the poodle starts chasing
butterflies and before long, Cuddles discovers that she's lost. Wandering about, she notices a leopard heading rapidly in her direction with the intention of having lunch.
The old poodle thinks, "Oh, oh! I'm in deep doo-doo now!"
Noticing some bones on the ground close by, she immediately settles down to chew on the bones with her back to the approaching cat. Just as the leopard is about to
leap, the old poodle exclaims loudly, "Boy, that was one delicious leopard! I wonder if there are any more around here" Hearing this, the young leopard halts his attack in
mid-strike, a look of terror comes over him and he slinks away into the trees. "Whew!", says the leopard, "That was close! That old poodle nearly had me!"
Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree, figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the
leopard. So off he goes, but the old poodle sees him heading after the leopard with great speed, and figures that something must be up. The monkey soon catches up
with the leopard, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the leopard. The young leopard is furious at being made a fool of and says, "Here, monkey, hop on my
back and see what's going to happen to that conniving canine!"
Now, the old poodle sees the leopard coming with the monkey on his back and thinks, "What am I going to do now", but instead of running, the dog sits down with her
back to her attackers, pretending she hasn't seen them yet, and just when they get close enough to hear, the old poodle says: "Where's that damn monkey? I sent him off
an hour ago to bring me another leopard!"
This is a sample from the book "The 100 Top Inspirational Anecdotes and Stories" (see
above)
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History abounds with tales of experts who were convinced that the ideas, plans, and projects
of others could never be achieved. However, accomplishment came to those who said, "I can
make it happen."
The Italian sculptor Agostino d'Antonio worked diligently on a large piece of marble. Unable
to produce his desired masterpiece, he lamented, "I can do nothing with it." Other sculptors
also worked this difficult piece of marble, but to no avail. Michelangelo discovered the stone
and visualized the possibilities in it. His "I-can-make-it-happen" attitude resulted in one of
the world's masterpieces - David.
The experts of Spain concluded that Columbus's plans to discover a new and shorter route to
the West Indies was virtually impossible. Queen Isabella and King Ferdinand ignored the
report of the experts. "I can make it happen," Columbus persisted. And he did. Everyone
knew the world was flat, but not Columbus. The Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria, along with
Columbus and his small band of followers, sailed to "impossible" new lands and thriving
resources.
Even the great Thomas Alva Edison discouraged his friend, Henry Ford, from pursuing his
fledgling idea of a motorcar. Convinced of the worthlessness of the idea, Edison invited Ford
to come and work for him. Ford remained committed and tirelessly pursued his dream.
Although his first attempt resulted in a vehicle without reverse gear, Henry Ford knew he
could make it happen. And, of course, he did.
"Forget it," the experts advised Madame Curie. They agreed radium was a scientifically
impossible idea. However, Marie Curie insisted, "I can make it happen."
Let's not forget our friends Orville and Wilbur Wright. Journalists, friends, armed forces
specialists, and even their father laughed at the idea of an airplane. "What a silly and insane
way to spend money. Leave flying to the birds," they jeered. "Sorry," the Wright brothers
responded. "We have a dream, and we can make it happen." As a result, a place called Kitty
Hawk, North Carolina, became the setting for the launching of their "ridiculous" idea.
Finally, as you read these accounts under the magnificent lighting of your environment,
consider the plight of Benjamin Franklin. He was admonished to stop the foolish
experimenting with lighting. What an absurdity and waste of time! Why, nothing could outdo
the fabulous oil lamp. Thank goodness Franklin knew he could make it happen. You too can
make it happen!
It Couldn't Be Done
Somebody said that it couldn't be done, But he with a chuckle replied That maybe it couldn't,
but he would be one Who wouldn't say so "till he tried." So he buckled right in with the trace
of a grin On his face. If he worried, he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing That
couldn't be done, and he did it. Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that; At least no one
ever has done it." But he took off his coat and took off his hat And the first thing he knew
he'd begun it. With the lift of his chin and a bit of a grin, Without any doubting or quiddit, He
started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn't be done, and he did it. There are
thousands to tell you it cannot be done, There are thousands to prophesy failure; There are
thousands to point out to you, one by one, The dangers that wait to assail you. But just buckle
right in with a bit of a grin, Then take off your coat and go to it; Just start in to sing as you
tackle the thing That cannot be done, and you'll do it.
Edgar A. Guest
The late Peter Marshall was an eloquent speaker and for several years served as the chaplain
of the US Senate. He used to love to tell the story of the "Keeper of the Spring," a quiet forest
dweller who lived high above an Austrian village along the eastern slope of the Alps.
The old gentleman had been hired many years earlier by a young town councilman to clear
away the debris from the pools of water up in the mountain crevices that fed the lovely spring
flowing through their town. With faithful, silent regularity, he patrolled the hills, removed the
leaves and branches, and wiped away the silt that would otherwise have choked and
contaminated the fresh flow of water. The village soon became a popular attraction for
vacationers. Graceful swans floated along the crystal clear spring, the mill wheels of various
businesses located near the water turned day and night, farmlands were naturally irrigated,
and the view from restaurants was picturesque beyond description.
Years passed. One evening the town council met for its semiannual meeting. As they
reviewed the budget, one man's eye caught the salary figure being paid the obscure keeper of
the spring. Said the keeper of the purse, "Who is the old man? Why do we keep him on year
after year? No one ever sees him. For all we know, the strange ranger of the hills is doing us
no good. He isn't necessary any longer." By a unanimous vote, they dispensed with the old
man's services.
Quickly, the embarrassed council called a special meeting. Realizing their gross error in
judgment, they rehired the old keeper of the spring, and within a few weeks, the veritable
river of life began to clear up. The wheels started to turn, and new life returned to the hamlet
in the Alps.
Never become discouraged with the seeming smallness of your task, job, or life. Cling fast to
the words of Edward Everett Hale: "I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything,
but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do
something I can do. " The key to accomplishment is believing that what you can do will make
a difference.
One of the first steps to accomplishing great things in your life is to cease dwelling on the
negative things in your past. Carefully assess your present strengths, successes, and
achievements. Dwell on those positive events in your life, and quit limiting your potential by
constantly thinking about what you have done poorly. Alice and the Mad Hatter in
Wonderland had a conversation that illustrates this concept:
Alice: Where I come from, people study what they are not good at in order to be able to do
what they are good at.
Mad Hatter: We only go around in circles in Wonderland, but we always end up where we
started. Would you mind explaining yourself?
Alice: Well, grown-ups tell us to find out what we did wrong, and never do it again
Mad Hatter: That's odd! It seems to me that in order to find out about something, you have to
study it. And when you study it, you should become better at it. Why should you want to
become better at something and then never do it again? But please continue.
Alice: Nobody ever tells us to study the right things we do. We're only supposed to learn
from the wrong things. But we are permitted to study the right things other people do. And
sometimes we're even told to copy them.
Alice: You're quite right, Mr. Hatter. I do live in a topsy-turvy world. It seems like I have to
do something wrong first, in order to learn from what not to do. And then, by not doing what
I'm not supposed to do, perhaps I'll be right. But I'd rather be right the first time, wouldn't
you?
A Tragedy Or a Blessing?
Years ago in Scotland, the Clark family had a dream. Clark and his wife worked and saved,
making plans for their nine children and themselves to travel to the United States. It had
taken years, but they had finally saved enough money and had gotten passports and
reservations for the whole family on a new liner to the United States.
The entire family was filled with anticipation and excitement about their new life. However,
seven days before their departure, the youngest son was bitten by a dog. The doctor sewed up
the boy but hung a yellow sheet on the Clarks' front door. Because of the possibility of rabies,
they were being quarantined for fourteen days.
The family's dreams were dashed. They would not be able to make the trip to America as
they had planned. The father, filled with disappointment and anger, stomped to the dock to
watch the ship leave - without the Clark family. The father shed tears of disappointment and
cursed both his son and God for their misfortune.
Five days later, the tragic news spread throughout Scotland - the mighty Tittanic had sunk.
The unsinkable ship had sunk, taking hundreds of lives with it. The Clark family was to have
been on that ship, but because the son had been bitten by a dog, they were left behind in
Scotland.
When Mr. Clark heard the news, he hugged his son and thanked him for saving the family.
He thanked God for saving their lives and turning what he had felt was a tragedy into a
blessing.
To Build a Bridge
The Brooklyn Bridge that spans the river tying Manhattan Island to Brooklyn is truly a
miracle bridge. In 1863, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea for
this spectacular bridge. However, bridge-building experts throughout the world told him to
forget it; it could not be done.
Roebling convinced his son, Washington, who was a young upand coming engineer, that the
bridge could be built. The two of them developed the concepts of how it could be
accomplished and how the obstacles could be overcome. With un harnessed excitement and
inspiration, they hired their crew and began to build their dream bridge.
The project was only a few months under construction when a tragic accident on the site took
the life of John Roebling and severely injured his son, Washington. Washington was left with
permanent brain damage and was unable to talk or walk. Everyone felt that the project would
have to be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones who knew how the bridge could
be built.
Even though Washington was unable to move or talk, his mind was as sharp as ever, and he
still had a burning desire to complete the bridge. An idea hit him as he lay in his hospital bed,
and he developed a code for communication. All he could move was one finger, so he
touched the arm of his wife with that finger, tapping out the code to communicate to her what
to tell the engineers who were building the bridge. For thirteen years, Washington tapped out
his instructions with his finger until the spectacular Brooklyn Bridge was finally completed.
Grind or Shine
Adversity is the grindstone of life. Intended to polish you up, adversity also has the ability to
grind you down. The impact and ultimate result depend on what you do with the difficulties
that come your way. Consider the phenomenal achievements of people experiencing
adversity.
Beethoven composed his greatest works after becoming deaf. Sir Walter Raleigh wrote the
History of the World during a thirteen year imprisonment. If Columbus had turned back, no
one could have blamed him, considering the constant adversity he endured. Of course, no one
would have remembered him either. Abraham Lincoln achieved greatness by his display of
wisdom and character during the devastation of the Civil War. Luther translated the Bible
while enduring confinement in the Castle of Wartburg. Under a sentence of death and during
twenty years in exile, Dante wrote the Divine Comedy. John Bunyan wrote Pilgrim's Progress
in a Bedford jail.
Finally, consider a more recent example. Mary Groda-Lewis endured sixteen years of
illiteracy because of unrecognized dyslexia, was committed to a reformatory on two different
occasions, and almost died of a stroke while bearing a child. Committed to going to college,
she worked at a variety of odd jobs to save money, graduated with her high school
equivalency at eighteen, was named Oregon's outstanding Upward Bound student, and finally
entered college. Determined to become a doctor, she faced fifteen medical school rejections
until Albany Medical College finally accepted her. In 1984, Dr. Mary Groda-Lewis, at thirty-
five, graduated with honors to fulfill her dream.
Adversity - the grindstone of life. Will it grind you down or polish you up?
Who's Counting?
Napoleon was involved in conversation with a colonel of a Hungarian battalion who had been
taken prisoner in Italy. The colonel mentioned he had fought in the army of Maria Theresa.
"You must have a few years under your belt!" exclaimed Napoleon. "I'm sure I've lived sixty
or seventy years," replied the colonel. "You mean to say," Napoleon continued, "you have not
kept track of the years you have lived?"
The colonel promptly replied, "Sir, I always count my money, my shirts, and my horses - but
as for my years, I know nobody who wants to steal them, and I shall surely never lose them."
"If I Had My Life to Live Over"
If I had my life to live over, I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax, I'd limber up.
I would be sillier than I've been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously, take more
chances, take more trips. I'd climb more mountains, and swim more rivers. I would eat more
ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer
imaginary ones. You see, I'm one of those people who lived seriously, sanely, hour after
hour, day after day. Oh, I've had my moments, and if I had it to do over again, I'd have more
of them. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a
hot-water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than
this trip. If I had my life to live over, I would start going barefoot earlier in the spring, and
stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances, I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.
A pointed fable is told about a young lion and a cougar. Both thirsty, the animals arrived at
their usual water hole at the same time. They immediately began to argue about who should
satisfy their thirst first. The argument became heated, and each decided he would rather die
than give up the privilege of being first to quench his thirst. As they stubbornly confronted
each other, their emotions turned to rage. Their cruel attacks on each other were suddenly
interrupted. They both looked up. Circling overhead was a flock of vultures waiting for the
loser to fall. Quietly, the two beasts turned and walked away. The thought of being devoured
was all they needed to end their quarrel.
It takes a disciplined spirit to endure the monastery on Mount Serat in Spain. One of the
fundamental requirements of this religious order is that the young men must maintain silence.
Opportunities to speak are scheduled once every two years, at which time they are allowed to
speak only two words.
One young initiate in this religious order, who had completed his first two years of training,
was invited by his superior to make his first two-word presentation. "Food terrible," he said.
Two years later the invitation was once again extended. The young man used this forum to
exclaim, "Bed lumpy." Arriving at his superior's office two years later he proclaimed, "I
quit." The superior looked at this young monk and said, "You know, it doesn't surprise me a
bit. All you've done since you arrived is complain, complain, complain.
Exaggerated? Maybe. What if you were asked to share two words that describe your Life?
would your focus be the lumps, bumps, and unfairness, or are you committed to dwell on
those things that are good, right, and lovely?
"Read me a story, Mom," the little girl requested. "Give Mommy a few minutes to relax and
unwind. Then I'll be happy to read you a story," pleaded the mother.
The little girl was insistent that Mommy read to her now. With a stroke of genius, the mother
tore off the back page of the magazine she was reading. It contained a full-page picture of the
world. As she tore it into several pieces, Mom asked her daughter to put the picture together
and then she would read her a story. Surely this would buy her considerable relaxing
moments.
A short time later, the little girl announced the completion of her puzzle project. To her
astonishment, she found the world picture completely assembled. When she asked her
daughter how she managed to do it so quickly, the little girl explained that on the reverse side
of the page was the picture of a little girl. "You see, Mommy, when I got the little girl
together, the whole world came together."
Each of us has the responsibility to put our world together. It starts by getting ourselves put
together. We can become better parents, friends, spouses, employees, and employers. The
first step is changing our attitude.
Wise men and philosophers throughout the ages have disagreed on many things, but many are
in unanimous agreement on one point: "We become what we think about." Ralph Waldo
Emerson said, "A man is what he thinks about all day long." The Roman emperor Marcus
Aurelius put it this way: "A man's life is what his thoughts make of it." In the Bible we find:
"As a man thinks in his heart, so is he."
One Sunday afternoon, a cranky grandfather was visiting his family. As he lay down to take a
nap, his grandson decided to have a little fun by putting Limburger cheese on Grandfather's
mustache. Soon, grandpa awoke with a snort and charged out of the bedroom saying, "This
room stinks." Through the house he went, finding every room smelling the same. Desperately
he made his way outside only to find that "the whole world stinks!"
So it is when we fill our minds with negativism. Everything we experience and everybody we
encounter will carry the scent we hold in our mind.
Hang In There
Nicolo Paganini was a well-known and gifted nineteenth century violinist. He was also well
known as a great showman with a quick sense of humor. His most memorable concert was in
Italy with a full orchestra. He was performing before a packed house and his technique was
incredible, his tone was fantastic, and his audience dearly loved him. Toward the end of his
concert, Paganini was astounding his audience with an unbelievable composition when
suddenly one string on his violin snapped and hung limply from his instrument. Paganini
frowned briefly, shook his head, and continued to play, improvising beautifully.
Then to everyone's surprise, a second string broke. And shortly thereafter, a third. Almost
like a slapstick comedy, Paganini stood there with three strings dangling from his
Stradivarius. But instead of leaving the stage, Paganini stood his ground and calmly
completed the difficult number on the one remaining string.
Post-it Notes
The 3M Company encourages creativity from its employees. The company allows its
researchers to spend 15 percent of their time on any project that interests them. This attitude
has brought fantastic benefits not only to the employees but to the 3M Company itself Many
times, a spark of an idea turned into a successful product has boosted 3M's profits
tremendously.
Some years ago, a scientist in 3M's commercial office took advantage of this 15 percent
creative time. This scientist, Art Fry, came up with an idea for one of 3M's best-selling
products. It seems that Art Fry dealt with a small irritation every Sunday as he sang in the
church choir. After marking his pages in the hymnal with small bits of paper, the small pieces
would invariably fall out all over the floor.
Yes, Art Fry hit the jackpot. The resulting product was called Post-it! and has become one of
3M's most successful office products.
In 1879, Procter and Gamble's best seller was candles. But the company was in trouble.
Thomas Edison had invented the light bulb, and it looked as if candles would become
obsolete. Their fears became reality when the market for candles plummeted since they were
now sold only for-special occasions.
The outlook appeared to be bleak for Procter and Gamble. However, at this time, it seemed
that destiny played a dramatic part in pulling the struggling company from the clutches of
bankruptcy. A forgetful employee at a small factory in Cincinnati forgot to turn off his
machine when he went to lunch. The result? A frothing mass of lather filled with air bubbles.
He almost threw the stuff away but instead decided to make it into soap. The soap floated.
Thus, Ivory soap was born and became the mainstay of the Procter and Gamble Company.
Why was soap that floats such a hot item at that time? In Cincinnati, during that period, some
people bathed in the Ohio River. Floating soap would never sink and consequently never got
lost. So, Ivory soap became a best seller in Ohio and eventually across the country also.
Like Procter and Gamble, never give up when things go wrong or when seemingly
unsurmountable problems arise. Creativity put to work can change a problem and turn it into
a gold mine.
A Ten-Cent Idea
When young F. W. Woolworth was a store clerk, he tried to convince his boss to have a ten-
cent sale to reduce inventory. The boss agreed, and the idea was a resounding success. This
inspired Woolworth to open his own store and price items at a nickel and a dime. He needed
capital for such a venture, so he asked his boss to supply the capital for part interest in the
store. His boss turned him down flat. "The idea is too risky," he told Woolworth. "There are
not enough items to sell for five and ten cents." Woolworth went ahead without his boss's
backing, and he not only was successful in his first store, but eventually he owned a chain of
F. W. Woolworth stores across the nation. Later, his former boss was heard to remark, "As
far as I can figure out, every word I used to turn Woolworth down cost me about a million
dollars."
Time To Think
Henry Ford hired an efficiency expert to go through his plant. He said, "Find the
nonproductive people. Tell me who they are, and I will fire them!"
The expert made the rounds with his clipboard in hand and finally returned to Henry Ford's
office with his report. "I've found a problem with one of your administrators," he said. "Every
time I walked by, he was sitting with his feet propped up on the desk. The man never does a
thing. I definitely think you should consider getting rid of him!" When Henry Ford learned
the name of the man the expert was referring to, Ford shook his head and said, "I can't fire
him. I pay that man to do nothing but think - and that's what he's doing."
Criticism
Anonymous
A Quiet Scolding
The late John Wanamaker was the king of retail. One day while walking through his store in
Philadelphia, he noticed a customer waiting for assistance. No one was paying the least bit of
attention to her. Looking around, he saw his salespeople huddled together laughing and
talking among themselves. Without a word, he quietly slipped behind the counter and waited
on the customer himself. Then he quietly handed the purchase to the salespeople to be
wrapped as he went on his way. Later, Wanamaker was quoted as saying, "I learned thirty
years ago that it is foolish to scold. I have enough trouble overcoming my own limitations
without fretting over the fact that God has not seen fit to distribute evenly the gift of
intelligence."
Blurred Vision
A businessman was highly critical of his competitors' storefront windows. "Why, they are the
dirtiest windows in town," he claimed. Fellow business people grew tired of the man's
continual criticism and nitpicking comments about the windows. One day over coffee, the
businessman carried the subject just too far. Before leaving, a fellow store owner suggested
the man get his own windows washed. He followed the advice, and the next day at coffee, he
exclaimed, "I can't believe it. As soon as I washed my windows, my competitor must have
cleaned his too. You should see them shine."
Confucius once declared, "Don't complain about the snow on your neighbor's roof when your
own doorstep is unclean."
Quick Decisions
A game warden noticed how a particular fellow named Sam consistently caught more fish
than anyone else, whereas the other guys would only catch three or four a day. Sam would
come in off the lake with a boat full. Stringer after stringer was always packed with freshly
caught trout. The warden, curious, asked Sam his secret. The successful fisherman invited the
game warden to accompany him and observe. So the next morning the two met at the dock
and took off in Sam's boat. When they got to the middle of the lake, Sam stopped the boat,
and the warden sat back to see how it was done.
Sam's approach was simple. He took out a stick of dynamite, lit it, and threw it in the air. The
explosion rocked the lake with such a force that dead fish immediately began to surface. Sam
took out a net and started scooping them up.
Well you can imagine the reaction of the game warden. When he recovered from the shock of
it all, he began yelling at Sam. "You can't do this! I'll put you in jail, buddy! You will be
paying every fine there is in the book!" Sam, meanwhile, set his net down and took out
another stick of dynamite. He lit it and tossed it in the lap of the game warden with these
words, "Are you going to sit there all day complaining, or are you going to fish?"
The poor warden was left with a fast decision to make. He was yanked, in one second, from
an observer to a participant. A dynamite of a choice had to be made and be made quickly!
Life is like that. Few days go by without our coming face to face with an uninvited,
unanticipated, yet unavoidable decision. Like a crashing snow bank, these decisions tumble
upon us without warning. Quick. Immediate. Sudden. No council, no study, no advice. Pow!
Anonymous
The following true story captured our heart. It happened several years ago in the Paris opera
house. A famous singer had been contracted to sing, and ticket sales were booming. In fact,
the night of the concert found the house packed and every ticket sold. The feeling of
anticipation and excitement was in the air as the house manager took the stage and said,
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your enthusiastic support. I am afraid that due to
illness, the man whom you've all come to hear will not be performing tonight. However, we
have found a suitable substitute we hope will provide you with comparable entertainment."
The crowd groaned in disappointment and failed to hear the announcer mention the stand-in's
name. The environment turned from excitement to frustration.
The stand-in performer gave the performance everything he had. When he had finished, there
was nothing but an uncomfortable silence. No one applauded. Suddenly, from the balcony, a
little boy stood up and shouted, "Daddy, I think you are wonderful!" The crowd broke into
thunderous applause.
We all need people in our Lives who are willing to stand up once in a while and say, "I think
you are wonderful. "
Not the rich and the poor, for to know a man's wealth
You must first know the state of his conscience and health,
Are the people who lift and the people who lean.
Years ago there was a group of brilliant young men at the University of Wisconsin, who
seemed to have amazing creative literary talent. They were would-be poets, novelists, and
essayists. They were extraordinary in their ability to put the English language to its best use.
These promising young men met regularly to read and critique each other's work. And
critique it they did!
These men were merciless with one another. They dissected the most minute literary
expression into a hundred pieces. They were heartless, tough, even mean in their criticism.
The sessions became such arenas of literary criticism that the members of this exclusive club
called themselves the "Stranglers."
Not to be outdone, the women of literary talent in the university were determined to start a
club of their own, one comparable to the Stranglers. They called themselves the "Wranglers."
They, too, read their works to one another. But there was one great difference. The criticism
was much softer, more positive, more encouraging. Sometimes, there was almost no criticism
at all. Every effort, even the most feeble one, was encouraged.
Twenty years later an alumnus of the university was doing an exhaustive study of his
classmates' careers when he noticed a vast difference in the literary accomplishments of the
Stranglers as opposed to the Wranglers. Of all the bright young men in the Stranglers, not one
had made a significant literary accomplishment of any kind. From the Wranglers had come
six or more successful writers, some of national renown such as Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings,
who wrote The Yearling.
Talent between the two? Probably the same. Level of education? Not much difference. But
the Stranglers strangled, while the Wranglers were determined to give each other a lift. The
Stranglers promoted an atmosphere of contention and self doubt. The Wranglers highlighted
the best, not the worst.
Never Mind!
Sometimes when nothing goes just right And worry reigns supreme, When heartache fills the
eyes with mist And all things useless seem, There's just one thing can drive away The tears
that scald and blind -- Someone to slip a strong arm 'round And whisper, "Never mind." No
one has ever told just why Those words such comfort bring; Nor why that whisper makes our
cares Depart on hurried wing. Yet troubles say a quick "Good-day," We leave them far
behind When someone slips an arm around, And whispers, "Never mind." But love must
prompt that soft caress- That love must, aye, be true Or at that tender, clinging touch No heart
ease come to you, But if the arm be moved by love, Sweet comfort you will find When
someone slips an arm around, And whispers, "Never mind!"
Murphy's Laws
Everyone has heard of Murphy's first law: "If anything can go wrong, invariably it will." But
hardly anybody has even a foggy idea of who Murphy was.
The search for Murphy's notebooks led to a garage in Toledo, Ohio; an inventor's junk loft in
Aliquippa, Pennsylvania; and the home of a retired female blackmailer in Sarasota, Florida. It
was learned that Murphy had no first name, that he never could hold a job, and that his
writings were returned by the post office for insufficient postage.
It seems everything Murphy wrote about had some explanation for why things go wrong.
Consider a few more Murphy classics:
Every great achievement was once impossible until someone set a goal to make it a
reality.
Lewis Carroll's famous masterpiece Through the Looking Glass contains a story that
exemplifies the need to dream the impossible dream. There is a conversation between
Alice and the queen, which goes like this:
"Can't you?" the queen said in a pitying tone. "Try again, draw a long breath, and shut
your eyes."
Alice laughed. "There's no use trying," she said. "One can't believe impossible
things."
"I dare say you haven't had much practice," said the queen. "When I was your age, I
always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six
impossible things before breakfast."
When you dare to dream, many marvels can be accomplished. The trouble is, most
people never start dreaming their impossible dream.
Flea trainers have observed a predictable and strange habit of fleas while training
them. Fleas are trained by putting them in a cardboard box with a top on it. The fleas
will jump up and hit the top of the cardboard box over and over and over again. As
you watch them jump and hit the lid, something very interesting becomes obvious.
The fleas continue to jump, but they are no longer jumping high enough to hit the top.
Apparently, Excedrin headache 1738 forces them to limit the height of their jump.
When you take off the lid, the fleas continue to jump, but they will not jump out of the
box. They won't jump out because they can't jump out. Why? The reason is simple.
They have conditioned themselves to jump just so high. Once they have conditioned
themselves to jump just so high, that's all they can do!
Many times, people do the same thing. They restrict themselves and never reach their
potential. Just like the fleas, they fail to jump higher, thinking they are doing all they
can do.
If You Think
If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don't! If you want
to win, but think you can't, It's almost a cinch you won't. If you think you'll lose,
you're lost; For out in the world we find Success begins with a fellow's will; It's all in
the state of the mind. Life's battles don't always go To the stronger and faster man,
But sooner or later the man who wins Is the man who thinks he can.
Walter D. Wintle
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To develop meaningful and mature relationships at work or at home we need to develop two filters. The first filter protects you from other people. The second filter
protects other people from you.
Filter 1: protect yourself from others. I once worked with a manager who gave blunt feedback in perpetuity: “You’re not a grateful person!” and “You’re just not a great
writer!” and “Well, that was dumb!” My response, at first, was to listen as if everything she said was true. On the outside, I became defensive — but on the inside, I
returned home emotionally beaten up. Every night my wife, Anna, would listen to the details of the encounters and help me to discern truth from error. One day she just
said, “You’ve got to learn to consider the source!” My error was not that I didn’t listen, but that I listened too much. In other words, I needed to learn to filter the feedback.
Filter 2: Protect other people from you. On the other hand, I once worked with a leader with whom I felt I could be completely open. One day she said to me, “I value what
you have to say, but sometimes it feels like I’ve been punched in the solar plexus when we talk.” Clearly, I was not doing a good enough job at protecting this colleague
from me. I needed to increase the filter of what I shared and how I shared it. (For further reading see Pia Mellody’s work on boundaries).
Learning to apply enough of both filters — but not too much — is tough. Too much or too little can create relationship conflict as depicted in the matrix below (with a hat tip
to “The Relationship Grid” by Terrence Real)
Here’s how it works:
If both filters are low, you’re volatile.This is the worst position to be in: you don’t protect yourself from other people or protect other people from you. If you’re in this place
you will act like a wounded animal. You will feel hypersensitive to what someone is saying to you but you will speak defensively. You may feel like a victim but will act like
a bully.
When you find yourself feeling this way, ask, “Am I seeing the situation clearly?” and “Do I feel like I am overreacting here?” and “Does it seem like the other person is
overreacting here?” Apply a tax to what the other person is saying; assume he isn’t 100% accurate. Look for one thing you agree with and discard the rest. Hold back your
own words until you feel clearer. Write down what you feel like saying to him (and do it on paper so you can’t send an outraged email accidentally), then review it later.
If you have one high filter and one low filter, you’re either overbearing or vulnerable. If you’re overbearing, it’s is a tricky position to be in; you feel confident but may be
unknowingly causing offense. You’re saying what you believe, but may seem too outspoken. The problem is that you may not be adjusting well to other people because
you’re not really hearing them. You’re communicating like it’s a one-way street.
When you sense this situation, say, “Perhaps I am being a bit bombastic about this. Do you see this differently?” or “You know, I have been wrong before. What are your
thoughts?” Hold back more than you feel like doing.
When you are vulnerable, you protect other people from you, but you don’t protect yourself from other people. You take feedback personally but also struggle to push
back on others.
Remember you have the right to be treated kindly. When you find yourself in this situation, think of the words of Dr. Maya Angelou: “There’s a place in you that you must
keep inviolate. You must keep it pristine. Clean. So that nobody has a right to curse you or treat you badly. Nobody. No mother, father, no wife, no husband, no —
nobody. You have to have a place where you say: ‘Stop it. Back up. Don’t you know I’m a child of God?’”
And when both of your filters are too high, you’re walled off. In this position, you are basically withdrawn. You’re being overprotective of what you say and what you
absorb. You’re not going to give or take offence, but you can seem aloof and a bit cold.
Try opening up a bit. Say, “I want to share something with you, but I want you to be gentle with me on this.”
When we find the right balance with these two filters, we find the sweet spot, and become invincible. Here, we have the ability to know and be known. We can listen
without risk of permanent damage and speak without risk of offending. We can navigate complex relationships because we can adapt without losing sight of who we are.
The truth is that we can be in different places with different people. The challenge is to figure out where we are in any particular relationship and then to adjust towards the
sweet spot, where relationships thrive.
Read this small story; Hope that makes a BIG change in YOU
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The Professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. He held it up for all to see & asked the students “How much
do you think this glass weighs?”
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’50gms!’….. ’100gms!’ …..’125 gms’ …the students answered.
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“I really don’t know unless I weigh it,” said the professor, “but, my question is:
What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?”…. .
‘Nothing’ …..the students said.
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‘Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?’ the professor asked.
‘Your arm would begin to ache’ said one of the student
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“You’re right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?”
“Your arm could go numb; you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis & have to go to hospital for sure!”
….. Ventured another student & all the students laughed
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“Very good.
But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?” Asked the professor.
‘No’…. Was the answer.
“Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?”
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The students were puzzled.
“What should I do now to come out of pain?” asked professor again.
“Put the glass down!” said one of the students
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“Exactly!” said the professor.
Life’s problems are something like this.
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Hold it for a few minutes in your head & they seem OK.
Think of them for a long time & they begin to ache.
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Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything.
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It’s important to think of the challenges or problems in your life, But EVEN MORE IMPORTANT is to ‘PUT THEM DOWN’ at the end
of every day before you go to sleep…
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That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh &strong & can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!
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Moral
So, when you start your day today, Remember friend to ‘PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY! ‘
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