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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