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Our project meeting broke up, and
as we went our separate ways I overheard our young “summer hire,” Steven,
apologizing to the boss for not contributing. Well of course Steven had nothing to say: The project was already being
implemented before he got hired, now we were wrestling with Part Two. So I met
him in the hall and told him I had partly overheard his apology.
I said, “Sometimes, at the end of a
meeting, I have had people thank me for my attentiveness. Even at a meeting
where I have nothing to say, people would notice that I had been bringing
energy to us by being present.” I didn’t tell him these meetings were at a
community center, not at work. I added if people shoot off their mouths merely “to
have said something” then “that bugs me.” I think Steven appreciated hearing me.
We chatted a little, and went our separate ways. Since he’s a summer hire, I
wondered if he is going to school in September—where he may feel pressured and
scared about speaking up in classrooms and large meetings.
Today I am thinking of individuals speaking in meetings, and of
the total group.
As for individual participation, middle-aged guys like me can make
it look so easy, and I suppose I could feel guilty about that. While my high
school days are too far in the past for me to remember, I know what it was like
in my post secondary years, and in big meetings: Butterflies, anxieties like
rising sparks and embers, subsiding, then flaring up every time I got close to
speaking up or raising my hand. As the sergeant always said in those 1950’s war
movies, “It’s OK to be scared.”
For me, the trick has been not to stand up and then “wing it” but
to plan out my words before I stood. By planning under my breath I wouldn’t
have frantic pauses, and I wouldn’t be long-winded and unsure; rather, I would
be concise and get to sit back down all the quicker. I suppose it takes
practice: “Stand up to be heard; Speak to be understood; Sit down to be
appreciated.”
Back in the days of the Pilgrims a
writer in London, Samuel Johnson, commented to his young friend James Boswell
that we all want to be stared at, and if we have a legitimate reason, then let
people stare all they want. What Johnson meant, I dare say, was that it’s fine getting
attention by having “a claim to fame,” such as juggling or reciting classic
poetry, but not so fine to be hogging the light with empty boasting or loud
posturing. As they said in jolly old England: Empty barrels make the most
noise.
In a classroom or large meeting, before
my embers flare, I check my motivations: if I sense I am about to speak solely
to boast or to boost myself, or even mostly to boost myself, then I will stay
silent. Furthermore, by asking myself what exactly my contribution is to
accomplish for the group, a lot of not-so-good impulses to share will vanish.
As I told Steven, to the group I
bring my energy, my focus and my listening. And when listening, I know any
contribution meant seriously is worth serious consideration. Therefore when
someone speaks I will take some “moments” to respectfully process it. If instead
I am too hasty to wait even a single moment, if I “step on the heels” of the
previous speaker, then I am depriving both myself and the group of that
“moment”—and I’m being disrespectful. As a Pilgrim put it, “Speak only if you
are moved to speak; don’t speak if you are not moved.” To me this means: Don’t
be speak on impulse, do take a moment to process, and then do take a moment to
check yourself—don’t be hasty.
As a practical Zen Buddhist engineer
might say: “If I don’t take a moment to “check in” as to whether I am
moved—call it “getting centered” if you wish—then I am operating without data,
merely guessing that my contribution is worth the group’s time. And guesses have
no place in engineering.”
To think about individuals is to raise my eyes to a larger picture frame. “That’s me in the middle.”
The difference between a group of colleagues having a project
meeting, and those same colleagues gathered in a tavern, is focus and
self-discipline. And even in the pub a certain disciplined politeness prevails:
If one guy is allowed to tell a story, then during the long course of the
evening everyone else will also be allowed one story.
I suppose we adults in the tavern each
retain, somewhere inside, our “inner teenager,” even as our politer adult side
prevails. The difference between a social gathering of adults and a gathering
of teenagers is instructive—no wonder we don’t want adolescents drinking next
to us in the bar! I have long forgotten what a high school classroom meeting is
like, but I still know what teen socializing is like, because I hear teens in
the mall food court by the Malaysian food counter: impulsive, attention
seeking, somewhat rude and impolite, rushing to speak, sometimes rushing to the
point of “everyman for himself.” Call it immaturity, but call it normal for
their age group.
The adolescents remind me of a few
British soldiers in the Malayan jungle during the war, guerrillas against the
Japanese. There was never enough food. The men would try to eat Chinese style,
from big communal bowls, rather than having the food individually rationed out.
And for each meal, the men would find themselves starting out polite, but then
rushing faster and faster, like an arms race, for the food. Like adolescents
having an arms race for the attention of their peers. When adults gather to talk,
racing is too undignified, like seeing a businessman in his suit and tie running
on the sidewalk.
During my young army years, when of
course we had no staff meetings, I noticed that socially we acted somewhat like
adolescents. I wasn’t surprised at all, as I thought soldiering was similar to
athletics: Rejoicing in glory, and having an upper ceiling on character
development. If one got too mature, then one might move on from sports to other
things. Confucius was a highly prized military consultant, but no one expected
him to be a soldier.
Learning
of businessmen being “meeting
challenged” was something that truly surprised me. Judging by the Internet,
many people, departments and corporations never seem to learn, not even after many
years. Right up until retirement employees will blog how they still hate
meetings, experiencing their meetings as ineffective, dysfunctional,
unnecessary, and a dreary waste of time. I would have hoped that in the business
world good business-like meetings would be as common as common sense; I would
hope that no one with any experience would lack “meeting skills.” But they do. Too
many people will speak up too quickly, too forcibly, quite confidently, not giving
appropriate time to the slower, quieter and just-as-effective thinkers. In some
companies Confucius, although the smartest man in the room, wouldn’t be allowed
an equal hearing… this because certain individuals would lack self-discipline.
Of course the payoff would be these
extroverts individually get what they want, but then this wouldn’t always be
the wisest thing for the company, so why? I know, as a writer/creator, how the
first ideas I spout off are seldom the ones I go with. Are these confident individuals
too stupid to know that a meeting of minds, in order to be optimal, requires
that all minds be included? Or are they too selfish, thinking that attention
and respect is a finite resource like a communal bowl of food, like working under
the “law of the jungle,” somehow forgetting there is no “I” in “team?”
More charitable than seeing them as
rude is thinking, “Water reaches its level.” These individuals are acting at whatever
level the rest of the group, and the group leader in particular, allows. Well
then, is the leader stupid, lazy? To be charitable, perhaps many managers have
not thought through the demands of their position. I wonder: What would
business guru Peter Drucker, the inventor of “business management,” say? Although
I think of Drucker as being an academic, I am convinced that if Drucker had to
lead a workplace meeting then he would first think through the group purpose, and
the leadership skills required, and then make sure he was ready. For example,
he might prepare to say, “We haven’t heard from Jade for a while. Jade, what
are you thinking?”
As a good manager prepares his meeting
skills he is also, in some Zen fashion, “setting his intention” for how to
manage and role model. With his intention in place, I think a manager would instinctively
keep the meeting pace from getting out of hand, listen well, think before he
speaks, and respect everyone’s wish to contribute.
At my own workplace our meetings
feel so natural. To prepare poor Steven for what he may find at future jobs, I
wonder if I should tell him how lucky he is to be here?
Sean Crawford
In the Calgary sunshine,
July 2014
Footnotes:
~Is anything coincidental? On
Friday, just after I had started this essay, Marie at our weekly writer’s group
put some free books on the table for anyone to pick up, and then handed one
book to me. It was the best seller Quiet by Susan Cain, subtitled The Power of Introverts in a World That
Can’t Stop Talking. No, Marie wasn’t telling me to be quiet, although I was
speaking up like an extrovert to chair the meeting that day, and doing a good
democratic job of it too, if I do say so myself.
Marie said she’s eager to know what
I think, after I read it. I’m only half finished—but I heartily recommend it.
~One of the guerillas, Spencer Chapman,
a colonel in the Seaforth Highlanders, wrote The Jungle is Neutral.
~Last week I saw The Railway Man. Part of the reason the
Japanese soldiers were so cruel was because under fascism they were being
treated cruelly themselves. I feel sure their armed forces are normal today, as
are their civilians. Thank God for citizenship and democracy.
~Drucker is as well known in Japan
as here. I sure wish Moshidora, about
using Drucker’s book to manage a baseball team, were in English—if they can
subtitle Sailor Moon, why not Moshidora? It started as a novel, then became
an animated series and a live action movie. The hero is supposed to buy a book
on managing a sports team, but
accidently comes back with Drucker’s book on management.
~Former Microsoft manager Scott
Berkun did an essay on his blog which, especially in his comment section,
applies to meetings called The Fallacy of Quick Answers, July 14, 2010
~I told him I was inspired to do my
own related essay, Too Fast, Too Wrong,
archived July 2010.
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