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There’s a new guy in the office.
I don’t know his name, but he seems nice
enough. He’s pleasant, but kind of
quiet. He seems bright. He smiles a lot. A few days after he started here he asked me
to provide some information for a project he’s working on, and he asked
nicely. It took me a few days to get the
information, and he was nicely patient.
And when I delivered it to him, he thanked me. Nicely.
So clearly he’s . . . you know . . . nice.
When we walk by each other in the hallway we smile
and say hi. Actually, he says, “Hi,
Joe.” I just say “hi” because . . . well
. . . I don’t know his name, and I’m embarrassed to ask. I mean, he’s been here for a couple of
weeks. I SHOULD know his name. But I don’t.
So I just say “hi” when I see him.
And I smile.
Last week I overheard one of his colleagues
talking to him. I listened for a minute
to see if his name was mentioned. The
new guy mentioned the other person’s name a couple of times, but the other
person never called the new guy by name.
It occurred to me that maybe the other person didn’t know the new guy’s
name either. Maybe nobody in the office
knows his name. He’s just . . . the new
guy, and he’s doomed to be the new guy even when he’s not new anymore because
nobody knows what else to call him.
I passed him in the hall again yesterday. As usual, he said “Hi, Joe.” And as usual, I just said, “Hi!” Well, actually, I said “Hey, how’s it
going?” If someone says “Hi, Joe” and
you just say “Hi” back, it sounds like you don’t know his name – which is a bad
thing, especially if you really
But I digress.
I know – big shock.
So anyway, I pass the new guy, he says “Hi, Joe”
and I say, “Hey, how’s it going?” And I
move on down the hall feeling pretty good about how well I’m coping with not
knowing his name, when I hear a familiar voice behind me.
“I don’t know you!”
It was Sylvia, one of the kindest, most genuine
people I know. Sylvia is uber-friendly, gregarious and warm, a welcoming mother
figure to everyone in the office. She
had been walking a few paces behind me, and evidently she didn’t know the new guy
either. But rather than just smile and
say “hi,” Sylvia did what Sylvia does.
Not only did she announce that she didn’t know him, she asked him his
name, told him her name and engaged him in conversation – clearly an
interpersonal tactic aimed at getting personal information out of him. Before long they were chatting like old
friends about some things they had in common.
And suddenly for Sylvia, the new guy wasn’t the
new guy anymore. He was Mitch, a
colleague with children, hobbies, interests and a little shared history.
I was stunned – and a little embarrassed – by the
ease with which Sylvia negotiated that transition. Turns out it doesn’t take much to turn an
unfamiliar face in the hall into a friend.
You just have to get over yourself and reach out a little. Ask a question. Learn a name.
And just like that: no more new guy.
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