Cool your jets – a #letsblogoff post

When I was offered a job with Huffy that moved me from Minneapolis to Dayton, I was a young, ambitious, go-getter. Go, go, go. I supposed that is why they wanted me; lots of energy, lots of ideas, gonna change the world.

There was the courtship, the salary dance, the relocation package, the offer letter and then that period of silence. I was eager to get things decided, locked down, set on a to do list, go, go, go and these people were not returning my calls. What the hell was going on? I needed to know!

And then I get a call from Sandy, an older woman in the Human Resources department whom I knew only vaguely. She would later turn out to be a very good friend.

“Cool your jets,” she said.

I learned all I needed to know about salesmanship from those three little words, only I didn’t know it at the time. I learned that there was a natural ebb and flow to persuasion, that people needed time to process and that the timing and candace of information delivery was just as important as what you told them.

I learned how to be patiently calm in the eye of a storm.

I’m using this technique now with you in this blog post. Did you notice?

Does it affect how you feel about me that I told you?

This blog post is part of a blog-off series with a group of bloggers from different professions and world views, each exploring a theme from his/her world view. This was about answering the question, What’s the best advice you’ve ever received? To explore how others handled the theme, check them out below. I will add links as they publish.

20 Replies to “Cool your jets – a #letsblogoff post”

  1. Good advice that I really could have used over the weekend, fortunately, things turned out alright anyway.


  2. I really have no patience. That’s probably why the early days of my career(s) appear very incongruent. I tended to give up quickly on employment that didn’t move along quick enough for me.

    I have grown beyond that but in some ways I’m still suffering the after effects.

  3. You’re much too sly a storyteller to have tipped your hand that you were leading us down a merry road too soon, and once you did, the story itself was too good to leave us feeling anything but satisfied. Nice work, Rufus! Having been a fan of yours on Twitter for quite some time, it appears you learned this lesson very well because you have such impeccable delivery!

  4. It usually only works as advice given by old people to a younger generation… I hope to live longer enough to use it πŸ™‚

  5. Glad stuff did. Life is a giant circle and is pretty elastic, so even if you go overboard on one part, it catches you on the other.

  6. It is an ideal. The times in my life I have forgotten patience were my most memorable failures. Some of these time, we were even in the same room πŸ™‚ Thanks for remembering life is a giant elastic circle that always rights itself in the end when I had forgotten.

  7. Reminds me of an old joke that ends with the punch line: What was the horses’ name πŸ˜‰ Impeccable may not describe most of my ramblings, but I aspire… You best me most of the time as I get lost in your narratives.

    I’m actually working on a storytelling theory that posits most men can’t write romance scenes or erotica simply because they don’t understand how to manipulate verbal cadence. Not quite ready to spring that on the world just yet (need to buy a Kevlar suit for the pitchforks) but I’ve read enough fiction written by men to be comfortable with that. Should I go so far as to say that a good storyteller is also a good flirt and also a good…. ? Maybe that is stretching it a bit… or maybe not πŸ™‚

  8. I’m thinking there’s something to this “slow down, cool your jets” thing. It seems to be the magic solution of all the wise ones, now and way back when. I kinda like the Texan version though, “slow your roll” … just saying it makes me want to chill out, kick back and let it go. (the old school California, yogi version….)

  9. The trick, though is the wind up and then sit back.. know when tight is just right πŸ™‚ Know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em? I dunno…

  10. Lol! Starting to really mix the Texan colloquialisms! (I wanted to use a big word and I had to look it up and I still don’t know if I used it right)

  11. When I started this job as the office manager for a general contractor nearly five years ago, I had been used to the it-should-have-been-done-yesterday pace of a roofing contractor and performed all my tasks at lightning speed.

    Rather than ask questions, I would start working.
    To my credit, I think I still had an above 90% success rate, but they used to say “Slooooowwwww down.”

    Slowing down, pondering, reading, and allowing ideas to marinate has been the most helpful advice for my blogging.

  12. I have had people work with and for me who were like bulldozers without direction. They were great at getting lots done, but sometimes they knocked down the wrong house πŸ™‚ That extra breath, that one question makes all the difference in the world.

    I think there is a quote attributed to Abe Lincoln that says, “Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the ax.” Not sure if it was him or not, but makes you think.

  13. I think in Texas they just call that slackjaw jabber πŸ™‚ @Bobborson, hop in here and steer us right (I love a good pun! Steer… texas steer.. never mind…)

  14. Unfortunately I am no authority on the topic of Slackjaw jabber. Since slackjaw jabber basically means extremely ignorant and more than likely a rural individual, I will point out that I live in Dallas, currently the 9th largest city in America and hardly rural. As a result, I think I am automitically ruled out as an authority (or even a participant) on the topic.

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