...and also the parent. And the spouse. Maybe also the teacher, the roommate and the soccer coach.
There are days when I'd go so far as to say the sole reason for my being successful at anything in life, is my ability to stall. I used to have a very flimsy kill switch. Maybe you know what I mean? It's like there's a switch in my brain, and if you flip it, my heart will beat fast, my body will stiffen, my face will go red and my mind will race.
Over the years I got pretty good at hiding these symptoms, but it doesn't make me any less dangerous - to myself or others.
I have come to appreciate more and more the power of a well-placed question. Last week, I was working with a senior leader whose team member has a tendency to interrupt her during meetings, speaking over top and effectively taking control. She used the phrase "steamroll." The leader's natural tendency in this situation is to back off. She doesn't want to dish out the same behaviour and engage in a public power struggle. And after every occurrence, she hates herself for being steamrolled. Not knowing what to do in t