as I have pointed out, I've got a cheek.
"beautiful" in the sense of sympathy. I have it in nature, and often is accompanied by a caterpillar that touch most of the time I am making fool by Guinness, but which also gives much satisfaction, not least a wealth of memories to die laughing.
but even if my savoir faire is innate, I can explain how it works: no one is born learned, and there are billions of courses for everything. here's mine:
be like having the "chutzpah" in 5 moves
1 - always remember that it is permissible to ask, answer and courtesy could be potential customers, could be counterproductive to treat you badly.
2 - analyze situations (ie, not the time to ask a mother who assembled the stroller and the dog running around tying up the leash, the young son in the car screaming at 9000 decibels, pull the other one jacket because he wants something in that precise moment ... I get the idea?)
3 - a sincere smile and kindness are always welcome
4 - to think about what you can give in return (and maybe even be ready to pay ...)
5 - run over to thank
hours explain with an example (taken from a true story).
to visit Milan and see the display window of a tailor, with a sign "silk ties at £ 10,000; we entered the shop / workshop / studio and throw your eye on a shelf full satin samples.
C: "Excuse me, what are those kind of books?"
S "samples of fabrics"
C: "Really??"
S: "Sure, get one"
and frightened the fish and the Browse ... I still remember the feeling on the hands of all those soft, colorful fabrics ... after watching it and hands it to her because I was concerned afraid to fold them all trying to put it away.
S: "You can keep it, if you want, I have so many ... well, if I take away a little 'do me a favor"
so I got out of there with a tie and a Sacchettoni of fabric swatches wool. What do I do? well, everything came out in a blanket, a bit 'bigger than a blanket, a blanket double, 1 single duvet cover, cover a smaller than a certain number of throws and pillows, one of which I took then one day to tailor to thank him. and what did he know?
to repay, give me another Sacchettoni samples and scraps of velvet, which I have not used it yet, waiting for inspiration.
ok, not everyone is so generous.
true.
but if you try, you never discover who he really is.
and what about the printer, a stone's throw from my house?
desperately trying to paper cardboard type varese but no drawings have happened there. well, not only did what I was looking, not only did not want a penny for the paper I chose, but I have also squared the extent that I wanted! and then when I came back with a bottle of wine, and I showed him what I had done with that paper, as first studied by experts from the article and gave me endless compliments and then they insisted that I stop there with them in the laboratory toast. total, in the end I have also said that if I want, I leave them there for a minute space to do my work.
similar anecdotes I have several, and I do not think it's because I'm incredibly lucky. I think that even the most gruff and grumpy person on earth, if given the opportunity to be helpful, it is discovered unexpectedly generous.
and to you, such things never happened?
come on, raccontatemele!
0 comments:
Post a Comment