PURRRRR-pose Driven Life
I knew it
I knew it
I told ya so!
Seems scientists have just proven that cats use a special purr when they want to manipulate humans. It's called a solicitation purr. (I'm a dog person, and they're not maniuplative as much as they're just bossy and demanding.)
I just finished a weekend of working with my graduate students on office politics. We spent a fair amount of time talking about communication in its various forms. There's a lot to be said for HOW we communicate things to get our way. And cats - all of their other obvious flaws notwithstanding - have figured this out.
As far as cats go, I don't have a lot of love. (My daughter thinks we can't get a cat because they taste like chicken.) Kudos to the scientists who reinforced what we already suspected: when any living being wants something, they'll figure out how to get it.
We do this a lot in business. Some of the names are nicer-sounding than manipulation; others, not so much. We call it sucking up, art of gentle persuasion, sales and marketing, networking, or intimidation. Others wish they could do it better. So how does one go about PURRRR-fecting the CAT-aclysmic impacts of communication? Here are a few tips to help you get your next back-scratching:
- Coaching - either professional or from a friend, ask somebody to watch how you communicate others and offer suggestions or things you might do to improve.
- Practice - try role playing an upcoming conversation with you to see where the weak spots in your argument may be.
- Anticipate - the best way to persuade somebody is to figure out their potential points of resistance. It is said that truly great lawyers learn to argue the other side's case first.
- Non-verbals - watch yourself in the mirror or (if possible) videotape yourself. See firsthand what you do that could undermine your entire message.
- Debrief - if you don't win your argument, ask the other person what you might have done differently to better persuade them. If you do win it, ask them what it was that put you over the top.
Communication is key to seizing the accomplishment. Try a little word of MEOWth and see what you can do to improve your persuasion skills.
(No puns were hurt in the writing of this blog post.)

About five years ago, I had a spectacular group of students in my graduate organizational management class. It was a relatively large class for an MBA course (45 students), but this particular group meshed very well, and it never really seemed like teaching. I would go in, throw out a few "thought grenades" and these students carried the discussion. Three hours every week for 15 weeks. It was amazing and energizing. I've only had one other section of students who collectively fell in that UBER-WOW category since. It's a rare phenomenon when a class fires on ALL cylinders ALL the time, and a professor knows when it happens.
There were a couple of great editorials in the Wall Street Journal this past weekend (actually, there were a lot of them, but a couple I wanted to hit on specificially). One was an
With our geographically distributed workforces, we're seeing more and more meetings occurring via conference call and webchat. Certainly, the collaboration software industry has exploded over the past 10 years. I'm all for using technology as it is not only more efficient but better from a green/sustainability perspective as well.
If you've been reading this blog for a while, many of you know, despite my longstanding conservative bent, I
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This past weekend at
A picture is worth a thousand words... and a few hundred calories when it makes you laugh.
The other night, I was able to
You just have to love dogs. No handshakes. No pleasantries. No faking it. If they want to get to know another canine, they just walk up and sniff the other dog's butt. With our prior dog, Casey, we got to the point where we would not tell her we were going to the pet supply store... we'd ask her if she wanted to "go sniff butts." She perked up, tail started wagging, and she ran to her leash. Our current dog, Zorro, doesn't quite have the same vernacular, but he knows the routine. When he meets another dog, the nose "goes below" and that's all the introduction he needs.
Happy first day of Autumn! We're coming up on my favorite time of year... the cooler temps, the colors, football, holidays... and, oh yeah, the Mayan ruins.




I've been saying all along that accomplishment - in its various forms - is a team sport. Rarely does any individual who accomplishes something great operate in a vacuum. Sure, there are some egos out there who think they do, but there's always somebody behind the scenes who is helping them along. You can't
Which brings me to my planned post. A couple of months ago, my wife and I were able to see the musical
Recently, I was asked to provide feedback on somebody's performance. To be honest, I've really been struggling with the issue of how brutally candid I want to be with my answers. I generally tend to avoid out-and-out malice when providing feedback; after all, the word "feedback" implies that there is some mental or emotional nourishment to the recipient. So... why the hesitancy?

Commuting back and forth between Des Moines and Kansas City presents unique opportunities to observe the locals in rural settings. Recently, at a Missouri gas station, I heard an agitated customer voicing that she was unable to find a specific item. The clerk's response, as he pulled the item out from behind the counter, amused me, "Damn! Ask us! We always keep them back here."
Paris in the spring? Nah... too prosaic.





It reminded me of a story a good friend of mine shared with me a couple of months ago. He had suffered a mild ear injury right before a team off-site meeting. One of his colleagues was sharing a team-building exercise she was planning, and she informed him that she had brought 10 bottles of glue. With his "bum ear," he thought he heard 10 bottles of Kahlua. Now that's an exercise they didn't teach me in facilitation school.
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGG!
Blogging... ya just have to love this medium!!! I was driving with my family to the Valley High Homecoming festivities tonight when I received a call on my cell... from none other than
Why am I sharing this story? A week ago, I was in a meeting with some "academic types" who were poo-pooing blogging as a mere fad, that it had no credible significance to the business world, and that it was basically a blight to serious online business. Granted, nine months ago I would have dismissed blogging as the communication tool of choice for teenagers and stalkers, but I've seen the light. I've made so many valuable business connections and have created an amazing network of people in six short months.... The people with whom I communicate are outstanding individuals in their own right - authors, speakers, instructors, thought leaders - curve wreckers on the grade of humanity.
Are you frustrated with all of the acronyms and lingo on your projects? Are you going to scream if you hear somebody talk about "QA-ing the DEV and SIT" or asking for an "FYI on the EAC to CYA"? Then it's time to fight fire with fire. Recently in a project meeting, we were hashing out the details of User Acceptance Testing (UAT) in our project. It was decided that we needed to have an additional 2-3 week "preliminary" UAT phase to focus on specific elements of functionality in the system. Somebody asked the project manager what we're going to call this new phase of UAT so we won't confuse it with the plain-old-generic-run-of-the-mill UAT. The project manager turned to me for assistance. There are times the "mischief gene" in my brain works overtime, and unfortunately this was one of those times.
When my older daughter was not quite three, I was giving her a bath before we headed off to church one Sunday morning. In the midst of bubbles and squeaky toys, she announced to me that she would be wearing a dress to church that day. I confirmed her fashion aspirations, to which she added, "Mommy is wearing a dress to church, too." Not really sure where this wardrobe-inspired conversation was headed, I replied that I thought her forecast was correct. Then with extreme scrutiny, she eyed me over and simply summarized, "Daddy, you don't have the legs for a dress."
Once in London, during one of the many rides on the Underground, my wife and I sat across from a young man and a young woman. Based on their body language, these two were completely unacquainted with each other. He appeared to be very studious, his nose buried in a book. She seemed to be a little more vivacious, and she was carrying a sign which she appeared to be transporting to her destination. The sign simply said, "Czech Dance Party" with a large arrow... pointed directly at her neighboring bookworm. I had to chuckle at her unintended communication toward her subway buddy.
Just a good lesson to be very clear about what we communicate.
OK, I've been a Linksys guy since I (finally) started going wireless two years ago, and I noticed that my laptop still wasn't picking up signals in places that other people were. This weekend, I picked up the
The Des Moines Business Record recently published my op/ed piece, entitled
A funny thing happened on the way to the Blogosphere...

My wife and I always went to Missouri over the Independence Day holiday to visit her grandmother. While Grandma Miller was lively and entertaining enough, one of the side benefits of the visit was that fireworks are legal in Missouri (they are not in Iowa, however). On the way to Grandma's house, a stop to a local fireworks stand was inevitable. On one particular visit, I was curious about the performance of a particular explosive and decided to ask the shopkeeper his opinion. (For those of you who are currently nervous about the thought of a project manager playing with fire, be afraid. Be very afraid.) I held up the firework in question and asked about lighting effects, noise, etc. His response: "Them does real good." When he was out of earshot, I turned to my wife, the English teacher, and asked, "How does one go 0-for-4 on a 4-word sentence?"
Truly, I'm not a grammar cop. I make occasional errors (trying to correct them before they become public, but not always successfully). Nevertheless, how we communicate is as important as (in many cases, more than) what we communicate. Grammar, spelling, punctuation, and word choice speak volumes about you... and me. 


