- I took a computer based training module the other day on “effective communication”.
- I was encouraged to use “positive” language, and “I am positive that the maker of the CBT should be dipped in egg batter, rolled in corn flakes, and french fried” is not what they were looking for.
- It included a scenario where I was in charge of a team of people, all of whom had a unique style of communication, and had to find the best ways to communicate my expectations to them when my managers found that the project was a shambles.
- Apparently “If you people don’t pull your head out of your lower alimentary canal and start producing in a very short time, I will fire the lot of you and replace you with the next crew of house-trained simians.” wasn’t the correct response to elicit peak performance from my team.
- This is why DaddyBear refuses to be in charge of people unless he can absolutely help it.
- It would seem that my leadership style, while appropriate for a group of self-motivated, competent professionals, doesn’t fit well in a world where you have to care about “feelings” and “self esteem” and worry about people who look to others for direction in their lives.
- My ancestors would be proud that I had the emotional control to attend a church festival tonight and do it stone cold sober.
- Boo has developed a taste for hot dogs, pepperoni pizza, and lime snow cones. He can also vibrate at a frequency that almost lets him walk through walls.
- On a more positive note, I was successful in revising the curriculum for one of the classes I teach at work with less than two hours notice before teaching it today, and it went quite well.
- Here’s a hint, folks: If the corporate safety department devotes a few moments in annual training telling us to not do something, and we continue to do it, they will make it a company policy and add a 15 slide mandatory lecture to said annual training on the subject.
- What used to be done in less than 2 hours, including class time, breaks, and hands-on demonstration of competence in not bumping into aircraft, now takes almost 3 hours.
- I successfully retrained 10 people about not driving down taxiways and runways, as well as avoiding collisions with stationary airplanes and the jet blast of moving airplanes this week.
- You know how there are parts of your life that you wall up and walk away from? It’s never fun when someone comes out of left field and tries to smash down those walls because they think they’re doing the right thing.
Thoughts on the Day
Posted by daddybear71 on September 20, 2013
https://daddybearsden.com/2013/09/20/thoughts-on-the-day-173/
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bikergranny2
/ September 20, 2013Sent from my Verizon Wireless 4G LTE smartphone
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Mad Jack
/ September 21, 2013“house trained simians”. I like it. It just kind of sums everything up nicely. Well, looks like you’re going to have to report for sensitivity training. Let us know how that goes for you and try not to reduce the instructor to tears in the first half-hour.
Remember, I said try NOT to reduce…
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daddybear71
/ September 21, 2013I have people skills, dammit!
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