When my brother and I were
growing-up, our mother didn’t allow us to go trick-or-treating as she thought
it was a form of begging! My mother was
a proud, self-reliant woman who didn’t like asking people for anything and she
instilled that credo into me. To this
day, it’s hard for me to ask even friends for a favor.
Around this time last year, my
friend Sue and I went to dinner at her favorite restaurant in Balboa. The valet, a teenager, opened Sue’s door. She thanked him and asked, “How are you?” He blurted out, “hungry!” She laughed,
reached into the car and found a candy bar in the glove compartment.
The valet’s eyes twinkled. “Best
tip of the day,” he shouted.
I was charmed by Sue’s kindness –
and amazed that the valet told her he was hungry! How often are you asked, “how ya doin’?” and you just toss off, “fine” and keep moving?
Since that dinner I’ve been
experimenting with “asking.” For
instance, recently at a networking social I was talking with an event planner. At one point, two women walked by and the
planner’s eyes lit up. I thought it was
because he found them attractive (which he did) but he was excited because he
was convinced they had appeared on the TV show “Shark Tank.”
I nudged him to go over and ask
them. He said he couldn’t. Clinging to my new found motto of “Ask!” I
went over. They hadn’t been on “Shark
Tank” but were tickled for being mistaken.
We chatted, exchanged cards and I went back to the hapless planner with
a new ice-breaker question for social events!
Throughout the year I’ve been
practicing “asking” – for introductions to new clients, for higher fees from
clients, for opportunities to speak at organizations. I’ve experimented with asking good people for
simple favors. And each time I’ve
psychologically closed my eyes, held my breath and waited for – the worse to
happen. And it never has!
At least 90% of the time people
were happy to help me. They were happy
to know of my services and of how I could help them. And that’s part of the “secret” to healthy
relationships.
Mutual helping.
When I think on Sue’s encounter
with the valet, I realize she asked a throw-away question in a way that the
valet felt comfortable answering her. Or
maybe it’s that he was a teen and so was far less inhibited than the rest of us
grown-ups?
No matter what, he told her and she
answered his need. And that’s really the
simple reality––unless we tell people what we need, we don’t have much of a
chance of getting our needs met.
Ask! Tell!
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