Global Etiquette: Enjoyable Conversations
What’s acceptable conversation around the globe varies somewhat, but the common courtesies seem to remain. I’ll try to include as many as possible.
Many of us know those who appear to be the life of the party, but are they really? Or do they seem to be taking center stage and becoming bores? Others have a tremendous fear of speaking up because they don’t think they have something interesting to say. Hopefully, we will have some hints that will help both categories.
A good conversation consists of an equal amount of give and take from the parties involved, allowing for opinions from a number of participants. None of us enjoy the individual who monopolizes the room.
For those who want to capture the conversation, develop your listening skills. That is one of the most useful talents you can acquire. Being quiet and listening gives you the opportunity to ask intelligent questions.
The speaker will be impressed because you were listening, but so will everyone else. Something that isn’t appreciated is to pretend that you are listening while daydreaming or otherwise allowing your mind to float away. That can apparent to those around you. However a good listener, one who looks the speaker in the eyes, will make a positive impression.
If it is difficult for you to speak up, you’ll notice that those who are not listening well are apt to ask foolish questions or make remarks that are not pertinent. Good listeners do not make these types of errors. To get started, you might say: “Could you tell us a little more about...”
If you fear getting into conversations, do it slowly, like walking, one step at a time. We need to think before we speak. You don’t want to talk about work to someone who has no interest in what you do. However, showing interest in a mix of people can advance your conversational skills.
If you find yourself next to a stranger at a party or event, introduce yourself immediately. In addition to being good manners, it helps your host or hostess, and more than that, it helps you overcome your own fear of meeting people if you are shy.
Start by extending your hand and saying, “Hello, I’m _____ _____, I’m a friend of John’s.” If they don’t respond, you might want to add, “Could you share your name?”
Dinner conversation is another situation. Personally, I find it easier when the number of guests is limited. Years ago, there was a practice that was called “turning of the table”. When the hostess would turn from the man on her right to the man on the left, the rest of the women at the table would follow. Fortunately, this is no longer a standard ritual. During your dinner, you may talk to those on both sides and possibly across the table, conversing with all of those near you. If you notice someone who seem to be alone and no one is talking with them, make a point to speak with that person for a while. Listen to what those who are near you are talking about and take care not to talk too much about yourself.
If you are wondering what you are going to talk about, there are always the food and wine. Start with those and now you have found yourself talking with strangers.
Avoid talking about very personal topics, religion or politics, unless those around you are with likeminded individuals. Even then, I don’t recommend it.
People think it is easy for me to go to a party and meet everyone, as I appear to be an extrovert. Nothing could be further from the truth. If I am doing it for a business client, my head goes into business mode and I make myself do it as part of my job and it becomes easy. If I’m by myself where I don’t know anyone, it is much more of a challenge and I start out with baby steps every time. It does get better as the night goes on. Knowing these techniques has helped me and I hope they can help you.
I’m always happy to hear any thoughts and suggestions you might have. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Dolores Simpson was a woman with a past. Now, depending on your age and where you’re from, you might interpret that in a number of ways. Let me assure you, however, that in the southern part of the United States of America, in a certain era, this could mean only one thing: man trouble.
This affliction spares few women. Even maiden ladies and great aunties—the ones who smile and nod on the porch, contentedly snappin’ peas—have stories of youthful turmoil and shattered dreams.
Dolores Simpson, unfortunately, had what my mama used to call serious man trouble. After leading a questionable life in Tampa, Dolores came back home one summer day in 1939 with all her worldly goods in a satchel under one arm and a brandnew baby boy in the other.
Yes, indeed. Serious man trouble.
Home, for Dolores, was one hundred and twenty miles south of Tampa in God’s forgotten paradise, Collier County, which is bordered by the Gulf of Mexico on one side and the edge of the Great Everglades Swamp on the other. In those days, Radio Havana in Cuba was the only station that could be heard on the wireless and alligators outnumbered people by at least ten thousand to one.
Dolores’s destination was an abandoned fishing shack that once belonged to her grandfather. The shack sat on stilts on a tidal river which was so wild and forbidding that no one with an ounce of sense would try to live there. Still, it was all Dolores knew. She had failed at city life. She had failed at pretty much everything. The river was a place where she could protect her secrets and nurse her frustration with the world.