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Termyn8or -> Conversational mastery ? (10/3/2009 8:06:43 AM)
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Who says you can't teach an old dog new tricks ?
Last night I was telling a joke and got flat out interrupted. This is annoying, especially the exact way it happened. And NO it was not someone bumping into another and saying "Excuse me" or anything of the sort.
Well I have a new technique for dealing with that. Over the years I have noticed that in many people are words, and in that, quality is almost inversely proportional to quality. I thought I had tried everything but now I have stumbled upon the solution. When interrupted I conveniently forget what I was saying.
In other words I have become a Man of fewer words, and try to make my words hold more meaning. Whether for entertainment or educational value, I try not to just ramble or rant. But this technique of selective memory is quite effective. Last night it left the person who interrupted me getting stared down by about seven other people. I didn't have to do a thing.
To think of all the times I resorted to yelling, bitching about it, even hitting people over it, and nothing ever worked. Strange, it's like all I have to do to get people to shutup is to shutup. It's also as if I am using the power of the people in a way, rather than exhaust myself on the situation, the crowd will rectify itself. This is because usually in a room at least one person wants to hear what I say, whether it's a joke or whatever, like an anecdote, things like that. I leave them hanging. They then cast a jaundiced eye on the interruptor. I don't ever have to lift a finger (take that whichever way) or raise my voice.
I was taught many many years ago that if you want someone to listen do not yell, rather whisper. I must report that after forty years or so, it is true. In spades.
So now I sit here smug as can be, wondering whether I shall use my newfound powers for good or for evil.
So I'll take votes/opinions on that, as well as if anyone has some similar experience or tactics. I heard of one years ago that was pretty cool.
Two siblings were always complaining that the other got more ice cream or whatever in the way of treats. So the Parent went out and bought a triple beam scale, I mean the legal for drug trade old style triple beamer like you used to see in science class. The Parent takes the ice cream and meticulously measures it out, to the tenths of a gram. By then the ice cream is largely melted, alot less fun. At that point the bickering will cease and things return to normal (after a time of course).
Martial arts is partly based on using one's opponent's strength against him, would that be a good analogy ? The difference here is that it is applied to the mind rather than the body.
And to think I never wanted to get old. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
T
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