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}!\l‘g}\l I;.sze/,)g‘// In an article in Nation‘s Business, it is suggested that before you tell subordinates that you‘re right and they are wrong, ask yourself: Exactly what is to be gained â€" and what is to be lost â€" by deflating them or putting them down? It might seem a small matter to you, but it could mean a complete loss of face for them. It is also better for your health. Dr. George Stevenson of the National Association for Mental Health, says: "Even if you‘re dead right, it‘s easier on your system to give in once in a while." And, he added, "if you yield, you will usually find that others will too." Try it with members of your family. You‘ll be pleased at how it cuts down on the number of useless arguments that only result in bad feelings. And you will be amazed, too, at the way you‘ll find other people suddenly saying: "No, I‘m wrong and you are right." Eachofushasanegotoprocect.Putyounatriakonceina while and you will find others ready to protect it! Geoff Fellows operates the Human Resource Development Insitute, P.O. Box 642, Cambridge, NIR 5W1, providing effectiveness training for business and industry. Since 1974 Leyyieyipa 4& People who insist upon always being right are disliked by their associates, their subordinates and their bosses. Smart managers and executives know the value of being wrong occasionally, even when they know they are right. There will come times when they‘re going to have to insist that they are right, so that they can afford to give in, graciously, when it comes to small matters, knowing that it will make the times when they insist more agreeable. There are often times when it is right to be wrong, even when you are right. This does not indicate that you are a pushover on matters that count, but it does show that you are big enough to yield for the sake of good human relations. PAGE A12 â€" WATERLOO CHRONICLE, WEDNESDAY His actual response and obvious coverâ€"up attempt to make us think he had known all along diminished him. It caused us to feel sorry for him and pushed him a little out of our circleâ€"of companionship It caught him by surprise. He braked sharply, swerved over and managed to make the turn, although knocking us in a heap and, as he did so, said "I know, I know this is where we turn." It was apparent to everyone in the car that he had not known, but he was just one of those people who simply cannot admit that there is something they don‘t know. My friend winked at me. but later he said, "I wish dad would admit once in a while that there are things in this world that he doesn‘t know. I wish he would admit he can be wrong like the rest of us." How much better it would have been, how much more human he would have been, if he‘d simply smiled and said "Oops! Thanks, I‘d have gone right by." This would not have diminished him one whit in our eyes; it was his ego that made him look mdiculous. His actual reanonse SnA AETrIANE ruune e nefaseep yc e There is not a more exasperating human being on earth than the one who insists upon being right all the time. This is the person who feels that to be wrong, or not know the answer to something, is to damage the ego, if only for the moment. Some while ago, when staying with a friend, we were going somewhere in the car my friend‘s father was driving. We came to a road where we were supposed to turn and, seeing that our driving was going to go blithely by the turnâ€"off, both of us suddenly told him to make the turn. I suppose the most important subject a person can learn is how to get along with others; and one of the most difficult rules in mastering this important subject is knowing when to be wrong, even if you are right. No one can be right all the time ; i , e of P 2l + l974‘\\‘s‘\s Q fPaf u5 ufe «> 8 dÂ¥ige y C _ ¢g!g§,t gt PERSPECTIVE , 1991 zo floor ‘“A;d I was. I oouldhhen the air conditioning unit umming â€" something I have never noticed on any of the many summer days I have walked through the mall. A lady hurried by me on the right â€" I knew from the clickâ€"click of her_ highâ€"heel shoes on the terrazâ€" E7 jram which asâ€" sists persons with visual imâ€" T MA se ols ‘"Do you find that you are more aware ti the sounds around you?" $ Aanadi that and various displays which were also part of National Access Awareness Week. The temptation to remove the goggles and take a qui::\kA look was overwhelming. I groped for the handrail and slowly made my way to the top of the stairs and a whole new, dark world. It was Thursday evening, and the mall was busy with shoppers With Greg as my guide (he instructed me on how to hold his arm and walk a few steps back so he could warn me of obstacles in my path) I headed out the door and towards the first of many menacing obstacles â€" a flight of stairs which led to the mall‘s main level, "Be careful â€" here‘s the first step," Greg instructed. "And there‘s a handrail just to your right, if you feel more comfortable using that." Greg led me through the mall Deborah Crandall Chronicle Staff No one who is sighted or ableâ€"bodied can even begin to imagine what life would be like otherwise. This week, I was fortunate enough to experience, if only for a short time, what life is like for those with physical disabilities. As part of National Access Awareness Week, local media personalities participated in "Access to Awareness", an event which had us fumbling around Waterloo Town Square in wheel chairs or as non. sighted people (wearing blackened goggles) to experience the barriers to everyday living that confront a person with a physical disability. It was an eyeâ€"opening experience, to say the very least. My adventure began in the Kâ€"W Accessâ€"Ability office on the lower level of Waterloo Town Square. After a quick introduction to Greg Stroh, a Wilfrid Laurier University student who is visually impaired, I was handed a pair of goggles and we were on our way. $ Program offers firstâ€"hand look at obstacles facing those with disabilities much more difficult than going up, by the way) and were finally back at the Accessâ€"Ability office. But not for long. My wheelchair was waiting, as was my guide Andrew Bernhardt. And after a quick lesson on how to turn to the left and to the right, we headed out the door towards to elevator. Andrew let me lead so I could I was glad to get back inside â€" while I was still unnerved by the whole experience, at least I didn‘t have to worry that transport trucks and buses would be thunâ€" dering past. With Greg in the lead, we walked back through the mall to the Lstairs'(g«ziug down stairs is It would be virtually impossiâ€" ble, he said, for a totally sightless person to take the short walk without a guide dog or guide person. Some can get around fairly well with a white cane â€" provided they know the area extremely well. But even then, there are many things on the street that can disorient a person with a visual impairment. And while it was only a short walk (though it seemed longer while I was sightless than it normally does), Greg and I had time to discuss some of the probâ€" lems faced by people with vision impairments. We walked north from the mall through the parking lot, over the railroad tracks, and up to the traffic lights at King and Erb Streets, where we crossed the road and headed back down to the I felt more vulnerable outside. Inside the mall, I had felt relaâ€" tively confident that nothing too hazardous lay ahead. But outside there were curbs, traffic, intersecâ€" tions, lamp posts, railroad tracks, bumps in the sidewalk, sandwich boards outside stores â€" I was totally dependent on Greg to guide me around, through and over the obstacles. towards the doors next to Shopâ€" pers Drug Mart. He instructed me to move behind rather than beâ€" side him as we went outside through the double doors. House « Cedar 210 Regina St. N., Waterloo 885â€"1711 2x6 Cedar 66°# In this case, the elevator stopped an inchâ€"above the floor, and while I struggled (not yet an expert) to get my chair over the (Continued on page A13) usually a small ""-np or down â€" no problem at .m an ableâ€"bodâ€" ied person. But for some in a wheelchair, it‘s a nuisance. The elevator proved to be equalâ€" ly as challenging. It‘s the rare occasion when it stops perfectly !evel'_ on any floor â€" there‘s fice. The first door, which led down the hall to the elevator, was more than I had bargained for. It was heavy â€" very heavy. And I had to pull it open (a wheelchair doesn‘t offer much leverage), and then hold it open while I pulled my wheelchair through. I had alâ€" ready scraped my knuckles on the door frame, and I was barely 30 £eet from the Accessâ€"Ability of: Andrew Bernhardt was a wheelchair guide during "Acâ€" cess to Awareness", an event held as part of National Access Awareness Week. fully experience the art of open ing doors and getting on elevaâ€" tors. It was obvious that I wasn‘t going to get much hetp â€" I had to figure these things out on my