As I was travelling towards Mumbai I happened to be seated next to a friendly foreigner.
He was fascinated with my current phone (Samsung Galaxy SII), and before we knew it we were talking about each other's lives.
He was a thirty plus canadian settled in dubai, making his living as a pianist.
I was...well, still the same old me-a salty sea dog on my way to new zealand.
He went first.
I've come here to meet my girlfriend, he said.
She's a doctor, he said.
NOWAYS!GETTOUTTAHERE! My wife is a doctor.
Ah...she's an intern, just a student right now,he said.
NOWAYS!GETTOUTTAHERE! My wife is a student too.
She's in manipal right now, he said.
NOWAYS!GETTOUTTAHERE! My wife is from manipal too.
She was actually born in Madras, he said.
NOWAYS!GETTOUTTAHERE! My wife was born in madras too.
Are you sure its not the same girl? he asked now, a bit nervous.
Just to be on the safe side, he showed me her photo, on his blackberry torch.
It's not the same girl, I reassured.
Ain't she a beauty? He asked, in a curious cockney accent.
I even showed him my beautiful wife's photo, just to assuage his fears.
He was relieved,but he still asked...are they sisters?
This is when I explain to him the Texas Sharpshooter's fallacy.
But the knowledge of the fallacy can help you increase your rapport with anyone, and help in better team building and smoother workplace relationships.
Use the knowledge of psychology to your advantage my friends...
