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People love when other people are interested in them and they are asked about themselves and are listened to attentively and actively as they talk about themselves. The rest is commentary.
Patiently Yankees to win at Fenway tonight.
It goes something like “When I dined with Mr. Gladstone, I was convinced that he was the most fascinating person in the world, until I dined with Mr. Disraeli, who convinced me that I was.”
Oh noes! Scary ventures into Dale Carnegie’s territory!
But what about when you can’t seem to get someone to talk about his/herself?
So true. But how is this commentary different from the “rest” of the commentary? And did you type this while standing on one foot?
There a bit more to networking, e.g. the issue of picking the right people to network with. I have some links on the academic networking here.
Y’all need to come out here and party, bring yer own antibiotics.
Would it also be commentary to mention that the Yankees shit the bed this weekend? Probably. I can’t tell you how tickled I am by the Hank Steinbrenner era.
This is also Dating 101, except that in that case, fake interest at your peril.
I was kinda waiting to hear about what CPP thought of Jacoby’s steal of home, frankly. I figured his new post “Rat deserts the sinking ship” might have something to do with someone bailing on the Stinkees.
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