I have a coworker who talks as if he is an authority -- full of confidence, very firm statements -- when he doesn't have any information or experience to back it up.
Random person: "Hey, where's a good dosa restaurant?"
Him: "Restaurant A is the best."
Me: "I like Restaurant B, too."
Him: "A is way better."
Me: "Have you ever been to Restaurant B?"
No, of course; he hadn't. I had to ask him twice before he admitted it, too. So he knows when he's doing this, and he doesn't like getting caught at it.
In another hallway conversation, just now, he spouted off about flying airplanes, a subject I have some minor experience with. Now that I know he doesn't like being confronted, I stopped myself short of asking outright if he had a pilot's license. (Obviously, I'm convinced he doesn't.) I did go ahead and mention what "my flight instructor" had "taught me" about the topic "when I was getting my license". He had the grace to stop making shit up for a few minutes.
How the heck do people deal with somebody like this? Dude, you're POLLUTING THE DATA STREAM. Shut UP. But maybe I'm oversensitive about people making things up and presenting them as truth. Maybe people are smarter than I think, and there isn't any increased tendency to believe a person just because he's confident and loud. (And maybe the Easter Bunny really is ten feet tall.)
Random person: "Hey, where's a good dosa restaurant?"
Him: "Restaurant A is the best."
Me: "I like Restaurant B, too."
Him: "A is way better."
Me: "Have you ever been to Restaurant B?"
No, of course; he hadn't. I had to ask him twice before he admitted it, too. So he knows when he's doing this, and he doesn't like getting caught at it.
In another hallway conversation, just now, he spouted off about flying airplanes, a subject I have some minor experience with. Now that I know he doesn't like being confronted, I stopped myself short of asking outright if he had a pilot's license. (Obviously, I'm convinced he doesn't.) I did go ahead and mention what "my flight instructor" had "taught me" about the topic "when I was getting my license". He had the grace to stop making shit up for a few minutes.
How the heck do people deal with somebody like this? Dude, you're POLLUTING THE DATA STREAM. Shut UP. But maybe I'm oversensitive about people making things up and presenting them as truth. Maybe people are smarter than I think, and there isn't any increased tendency to believe a person just because he's confident and loud. (And maybe the Easter Bunny really is ten feet tall.)
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Is there something he wants, and is there another way for him to get it, that doesn't involve this kind of behaviour ?
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"Does your product support RFC 1149?"
Some of them will say "yes, of course we do."
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Head, Gut, or Groin?
Re: Head, Gut, or Groin?
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Oh - and the colleague is a pompus ass of course.
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It's taken over 2 years of constantly telling him, "People like you for *you*. They like you as you *really* are. They don't want some fake, not-you person." And so on. (Ok, it helps that he really *is* a nice guy when he's not trying to channel some artificial persona.)
He's finally, more often than not, telling people the truth about himself, and holding conversations from his own merits, instead of trying to get away with impressing people who (he hopes) can't spot the ringer. It took a long time for him to get started on the right track, but he's got better faster.
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You seem to have mistyped "certificate." ;-)
Anyways, I hate this sort of behavior. I used to violently crucify people who did this. Seriously, their heads were on pikes outside my office. But now in my tender old age, I have mellowed out and learned that it is not really worth spending the energy to get worked up over it, and I just ignore them.
Sometimes this happens in meetings, though, and then I get a good few minutes of amusement out of drawing little cartoons of them being dismembered and thrown into the flaming belly of Moloch (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moloch).
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I printed it out and stuck it to the refrigerator. Seven pages in 16 pt Times New Roman.
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You're absolutely right, I have. :-)
I haven't mellowed yet. We've got two blustery clattermouths in the organization, one of whom is this guy and the other of whom is simply happiest when telling everybody things they already know or telling people how to do their jobs. I want duct tape, I tell you. Duct tape. I think if these two couldn't spout off at the mouth they'd explode into tiny bits.