So I came back home yesterday after three weeks of nearly nonstop travel, and my husband welcomed me with the news that he was a cat. Erm. Ooooh-kay?
It turns out he had a team training by Royal Academy Of Dramatic Art, and the trainer started the day by saying that most people behave as either dogs or cats. About 70% of the people are dogs, which shouldn’t upset the cat people – there are still over 2 billion of them in the world (not that, as cats, they would care much anyway). If “curiosity killed the cat” is true, then I knew right away that I must be a cat, because asked for a checklist out of, well, curiosity.
Dogs’ golden rule: treat people the way I want to be treated.
Cats’ golden rule: treat people the way they need to be treated.
My husband and I both agree that the only thing that doesn’t make us 100% cats is “love intrigue”, but then again, I don’t know if anyone genuinely loves intrigue. I can deal with it, but love it? Nah.
In his team, he was the only cat, so the trainer asked him to practice being a dog. His team thought he was good and believable, but when asked about how it made him feel, he confessed, “I felt that I was lying, and everyone else could see through my bullshit.”
“And that is the truest feeling most cats will admit,” said the trainer. My husband must have purred with pleasure at that point.
Obviously, this is a very simplistic approach to human psychology, but I liked it. In my daily work, it’s enough to understand why people behave the way they do and to give me buttons to push if I need something from them.
Did I sound like a cat just now?..