"Well... it´s like a herd of waterbuffalo getting ready to run off a cliff--you should consider diverging from the groupthink." » Y G H M®: the stories, yo
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“Well… it´s like a herd of waterbuffalo getting ready to run off a cliff–you should consider diverging from the groupthink.”

“Well… it´s like a herd of waterbuffalo getting ready to run off a cliff–you should consider diverging from the groupthink.”

“I don´t think that waterbuffalo run off cliffs?”, I tell the writer as I lean back in my chair.

I turn my head to look out the window in the cafe; 12 surfers.

“How do you know?”, the writer responds as he takes a sip of coffee, “it could happen.”

“You know”, I reply as I take a sip from my taza, “what if the leader of the rampaging waterbuffalo herd has a parachute that he never mentions to the other waterbuffalo. They would prob be upset when they realize after they have gone off the cliff?”

“Still I don´t think you know what a waterbuffalo is so maybe they can fly?”

“A waterbuffalo flying?”, I say as I spit out my coffee, “how absurd!”

“Are you sure?”

“Actually not”, I reply as I pick up a napkin and wipe up the mess on the table, “you know maybe they´re like–Hey Bill. Hey Tom. This is going to be great–I heard a rumor that there´s straws in our drinks where we´re going. And then the waterbuffalo is like ´I love straws in my drinks!´and then all the other waterbuffalo shake their head in disapproval like an angry parent ´cause he, this waterbuffalo, just keeps talking about straws?”

“I mean”, the writer replies as he takes another sip of coffee, “you know–one moment you are running to get a mixed drink with a straw next thing you know–BAM! There´s a herd of your fellow waterbuffalo kind running and you´re like ´I don´t know where they´re going but they sure are enthusiastic about it–Don´t want to miss this!´”

“If you´re not the lead waterbuffalo”, I reply as I take a sip and set down my taza, “the view never changes.”

The writer chuckles; the waiter rolls his eyes.

“Aggressive people are, and end up, poor”, the pyschiatrist says as he shifts in his chair.

“Look at assertive behavior”, I reply as I lean back in my chair, “that´s a more solid strategy for success in life.”

“What about passive behavior?”

“What about it?”

“Does it go hand and hand with aggressiveness?”

“You know”, I reply as I lean forward and pick up my taza, “you´ll beat yourself up on the backside if you are aggressive–if you don´t value yourself, you won´t see, inherent, value in others.”

“What if you are assertive? What is the other side of that?”

“You respect yourself–you develop a rich, and prosperity, mindset.  You understand, and internalize, that where you are is not where you always will be–life is change; accepting that there will be change will position you for success, regardless of what may happen.”

“So you are saying that we should write how assertiveness is key?”

“I think that we need to stress that owning your life will put you in the driver´s seat–if you´re not there, you´re going to just be a passenger.  The passenger has less control over the agenda then the driver–did I ever tell you about waterbuffaloes?”

“No? That sounds interesting.”

“Well it´s not”, I reply as I set my taza down and recline my chair, “but long story short, if you aren´t the lead waterbuffalo, the view never changes?”

“Oh”, he replies as he types on his keyboard, “that definetely needs to be included.”

“I would have it no other way.”

“Hey–quick question”, he asks as he turns his head to me, “can they fly?”

“I head a rumor that waterbuffaloes have wings.”

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