Tuesday, October 25, 2005

bad form


I crossed my arms, slank down in the fuzzy chair and scowled.

"You're not going to make me sign one of those humiliating behavioral contracts", I said.

No, she said. I'll tell you what I want to do, though. I want to make you sign a behavioral contract not to cross your arms, slink down in your chair and scowl. It is not conducive to productive dialogue.

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