CROSSING THE NONSENSE DIVIDE

People behind the book

James Henry McIntosh

What nonsense can I write about myself?  Why bother, when one of my clients can say it far more eloquently:

"After 6 months of working with him, I'm still trying to figure him out.  He grows on you in a manner that I would describe as 'intellectual respectfulness'. You know he's smarter than you yet he has an uncanny ability to make you see that you're the one with all the answers.  There's no ego with this guy. He works hard on your problems and you'll get your money's worth. He's the real deal."  (Jeff Jones; President of WFofR ►www.wfofr.com)

There.  I could not have written better nonsense.  Thanks, Jeff.  Especially that bit about 'I'm still trying to figure him out'.  Me too.

If you really want to know more, here is a sample of what appears on my consulting site:

James is a ‘nonsense’ consultant.  Since 1988, he has worked to make organizations and management teams more effective by creating appropriate shifts in perceptions and in behaviors.  What does this have to do with nonsense? Effectiveness is about outcomes of consequence and results that matter. All else is nonsense.
 

Read even more on:  ►nonsenseatwork.com (opens new website)
 

Here is one of my (many) 'Crossing' stories:

When I was about twelve years old, I won a little transistor radio in an art competition. This was about the time that my parents started teasing me that I must have been adopted, because my personality differed so much from my siblings’ personalities.

At the same time I was going through the typical pre-teen ‘nobody loves me, and everybody hates me’ phase. As you can imagine the insecurities of puberty aggravated my angst at being adopted, because obviously not even my biological parents loved me enough.

And then, one night, clandestinely listening to my radio under my bed sheets in the dark, I heard that every third child born in the world at that time was Chinese. I was dismayed and upset. I was the third child in my family and I did not want to be Chinese. At least, I did not want to be the only Chinese in my family and in our neighborhood. As a pre-teener, that was just too ‘apart from’ for my liking.

However, I managed to find a very effective way to retaliate against my significant others. Of course, it had to be suitably passive-aggressive, because I was still dependent on them and did not want to alienate them too much.

Here's how I took revenge (at least, at the time I thought that's what I was doing): I simply did not buy flowers or cards on Mother’s Day and Father’s Day. How could I when supposedly no-one knew who or where my mother and father were.

To say the least, it took many years before I was ready to drop this particular bit of nonsense, close the divide between my parents and I, and become ‘a part of’ the annual ritual of giving thanks to parents of both sexes.

James McIntosh

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