There is a guy two doors down from me, here in
the dorm - a nice guy, a bit odd, overly friendly, and oh-so open. His favorite thing to do is prop his door
open, play on his computer, and crank the music. I generally like all kinds of music, and I have
been known to play it loud from time to time.
Well, this guy truly likes all kinds of music, and plays it as loud as
his speakers can handle it. It's a good
thing he has small speakers. So, here's
me, working on my computer, trying to concentrate, meanwhile this dude is down
there playing some weird ethnic music, followed by the Star Wars theme song,
with a mix of hippie music tossed in, in no certain order. It's a classic scenario.
Over and over in my mind I envision myself
going down there, screaming at him, telling him my mind, and slamming his
door. That would feel great. I haven't done this yet, and probably
won't. While reading the Bolton chapter,
this scenario replayed itself over and over in my mind. Here is my revised strategy, which might just
be used if the guy bothers me again.
"When you leave your door open, I can hear your music in my room
which makes if difficult for me to get school work done. I love music too, and certainly don't want
you to not enjoy it, but please don't force others to 'enjoy' it with you. I noticed that when your door is closed, I
can no longer hear it in my room and there is no problem. Thanks!
So, what exactly are playing there?
I have this great game..."
The first sentence of this quote uses Bolton's tactic. The feeling part, hostility and frustration,
of it is implied. The last part implies
that I intend to remain friendly and hold no grudges.
To be consistent with the project objectives, I
will briefly explain a real situation in which I could have used the three part
assertion method. Five years ago, at the
age of 19, I worked at a local Western Sizzlin in Harrisburg as a waiter. I was one of the best servers there and made
out well in tips. There were two parts
to each customer experience that determined my tip, and this is basically true
for every restaurant: my personal
service, and the food. I had my side
down cold. The cooks, not a chance.
One morning,
things were busy and the cooks were especially bad. People were waiting way too long for their
food. I went to the pick-up window to
see what was wrong. Raph, the manager,
was helping out in the crisis. He told
me something to the effect of, "go away, there is nothing
wrong." I yelled in, "That's
BULLSHIT, Raph!" He stopped and looked
at me, confused, angry, and more concerned about the situation. He said half a word, turned around, and
things did actually improve for the moment.
Raph knew that my main interest was for the customers. I was well known for being picky and a stickler
for the best service possible. I believe
maybe that's why he stopped his retort and realized that I wasn't attacking
him. I loved the guy, he knew it. In this case, perhaps the three point method
should have followed later, after things had calmed down. I did apologize for yelling, but did not
explain it. "Raph, I love working
here, but lately the kitchen has not been doing an acceptable job. This frustrates me and makes me want to
quit. It is not possible for me to give
the quality of service that these paying customers deserve when the food
consistently comes out late, or not good."
I did quit that job because of the staff, not because I didn't like the
job itself or the customers. I still
miss it.
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