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Balancing Act®: The Newsletter(No. 311, June 2025) |
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BALANCING ACT: BLENDING LIFE, WORK, AND RELATIONSHIPS® A free monthly newsletter about balancing life, work, and relationships based on the books and popular workshops conducted by Alan Weiss, Ph.D. Past copies are archived on our web site: http://www.summitconsulting.com Copyright 2025 Alan Weiss. All rights reserved. ISSN 1934-3116 Balancing Act® is our registered trademark. You are encouraged to share the contents with others with appropriate attribution. Please use the ® whenever the phrase “Balancing Act” is used in connection with this newsletter or our workshops. NOTE: To change addresses, or to unsubscribe, use THIS LINK Balancing Act® is in four sections: Follow me on X. Every day I provide 3-5 brief, pithy pieces of advice for growth. Join the thousands who read these “quick hits” every morning. Over 9,500 followers! Why aren’t you among them? AND FIND ME ON Facebook. Listen to my free Podcast Series on Apple Podcasts or on ContrarianConsulting.com: Alan Weiss’s The Uncomfortable Truth®. And watch A Minute with Alan® daily on all social media and my blog. |
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I was talking to a client on Zoom, it was the morning for us both, and he suddenly yawned, right in my face. He didn’t cover his mouth, didn’t excuse himself. He repeated it twice more during the call. At a restaurant last night, a man facing us across the bar yawned with a rictus that was becoming the Grand Canyon. His wife simply kept talking to him, apparently accustomed to the chasm. And then there are the people—in air clubs, on trains and planes, in a meeting—who find that the yawn is more refreshing if they accompany it with a sound like a jet engine warming up. So in the unlikely event you don’t see it, you can hear it. I’ve been tempted to toss something in that general direction, to see if I can make a game of it (after all, people did dump ice over their heads for charity, though simply giving money would have been more helpful), and I did play basketball in high school. But what if my popcorn or chicken wing missed and landed in someone’s martini? That’s no yawning, I mean laughing, matter. This is accompanied today by drivers not allowing others to turn across traffic in front of them, cutting lines in airports, not holding doors for people following, screaming on their cell phones, and checking their emails while you’re talking to them. Our civility and our common sense and our manners, are declining. Maybe every generation says that about those that follow. Hell, I still hold the car door open for my wife. Recently, residents in the San Diego neighborhood where that small jet tragically crashed, ran to each other’s homes at 4 in the morning to make sure that everyone escaped from the developing fires and explosions. While homes were lost, no one on the ground was seriously injured. It made me proud to be an American. So, there is that, too. But watching people day-to-day and the sloughing off of proper manners reminds me of my sixth grade teacher, from the deep south, who would always proclaim when faced with a surprise: “Well, shut my mouth!!” |
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