Carnegie, Dale – How To Win Friends and Influence People

“Fortunately, just before I went to see this man, I

heard that he had drawn a check for a million dollars,

and that after it was canceled, he had had it framed.

“So the first thing I did when I entered his office was

to ask to see the check. A check for a million dollars! I

told him I never knew that anybody had ever written

such a check, and that I wanted to tell my boys that I had

actually seen a check for a million dollars. He gladly

showed it to me; I admired it and asked him to tell me

all about how it happened to be drawn.”

You notice, don’t you, that Mr. Chalif didn’t begin by

talking about the Boy Scouts, or the jamboree in Europe,

or what it was he wanted? He talked in terms of what

interested the other man. Here’s the result:

“Presently, the man I was interviewing said: ‘Oh, by

the way, what was it you wanted to see me about?’ So I

told him.

“To my vast surprise,” Mr. Chalif continues, “he not

only granted immediately what I asked for, but much

more. I had asked him to send only one boy to Europe,

but he sent five boys and myself, gave me a letter of

credit for a thousand dollars and told us to stay in Europe

for seven weeks. He also gave me letters of introduction

to his branch presidents, putting them at our service,

and he himself met us in Paris and showed us the town.

Since then, he has given jobs to some of the boys whose

parents were in want, and he is still active in our group.

“Yet I know if I hadn’t found out what he was interested

in, and got him warmed up first, I wouldn’t have

found him one-tenth as easy to approach.”

Is this a valuable technique to use in business? Is it?

Let’s see, Take Henry G. Duvernoy of Duvemoy and

Sons, a wholesale baking firm in New York.

Mr. Duvernoy had been trying to sell bread to a certain

New York hotel. He had called on the manager

every week for four years. He went to the same social

affairs the manager attended. He even took rooms in the

hotel and lived there in order to get the business. But he

failed.

“Then,” said Mr. Duvernoy, “after studying human

relations, I resolved to change my tactics. I decided to

find out what interested this man – what caught his enthusiasm.

“I discovered he belonged to a society of hotel executives

called the Hotel Greeters of America. He not only

belonged, but his bubbling enthusiasm had made him

president of the organization, and president of the International

Greeters. No matter where its conventions were

held, he would be there.

“So when I saw him the next day, I began talking

about the Greeters. What a response I got. What a response!

He talked to me for half an hour about the

Greeters, his tones vibrant with enthusiasm. I could

plainly see that this society was not only his hobby, it

was the passion of his life. Before I left his office, he had

‘sold’ me a membership in his organization.

“In the meantime, I had said nothing about bread. But

a few days later, the steward of his hotel phoned me to

come over with samples and prices.

” ‘I don’t know what you did to the old boy,’ the steward

greeted me, ‘but he sure is sold on you!’

“Think of it! I had been drumming at that man for four

years – trying to get his business – and I’d still be drumming

at him if I hadn’t finally taken the trouble to find

out what he was interested in, and what he enjoyed talking

about.”

Edward E. Harriman of Hagerstown, Maryland, chose

to live in the beautiful Cumberland Valley of Maryland

after he completed his military service. Unfortunately,

at that time there were few jobs available in the area. A

little research uncovered the fact that a number of companies

in the area were either owned or controlled by an

unusual business maverick, R. J. Funkhouser, whose

rise from poverty to riches intrigued Mr. Harriman.

However, he was known for being inaccessible to job

seekers. Mr. Harriman wrote:

“I interviewed a number of people and found that his

major interest was anchored in his drive for power and

money. Since he protected himself from people like me

by use of a dedicated and stern secretary, I studied her

interests and goals and only then I paid an unannounced

visit at her office. She had been Mr. Funkhouser’s orbiting

satellite for about fifteen years. When I told her I

had a proposition for him which might translate itself

into financial and political success for him, she became

enthused. I also conversed with her about her constructive

participation in his success. After this conversation

she arranged for me to meet Mr. Funkhouser.

“I entered his huge and impressive office determined

not to ask directly for a job. He was seated behind a large

carved desk and thundered at me, ‘How about it, young

man?’ I said, ‘Mr. Funkhouser, I believe I can make

money for you.’ He immediately rose and invited me to

sit in one of the large upholstered chairs. I enumerated

my ideas and the qualifications I had to realize these

ideas, as well as how they would contribute to his personal

success and that of his businesses.

” ‘R. J.,’ as he became known to me, hired me at once

and for over twenty years I have grown in his enterprises

and we both have prospered.”

Talking in terms of the other person’s interests pays

off for both parties. Howard Z. Herzig, a leader in the

field of employee communications, has always followed

this principle. When asked what reward he got from it,

Mr. Herzig responded that he not only received a different

reward from each person but that in general the reward

had been an enlargement of his life each time he

spoke to someone.

PRINCIPLE 5

Talk in terms of the other person’s interests.

6

HOW TO MAKE PEOPLE LIKE YOU

INSTANTLY

I was waiting in line to register a letter in the post office

at Thirty-third Street and Eighth Avenue in New York. I

noticed that the clerk appeared to be bored with the job

-weighing envelopes, handing out stamps, making

change, issuing receipts – the same monotonous grind

year after year. So I said to myself: “I am going to try to

make that clerk like me. Obviously, to make him like

me, I must say something nice, not about myself, but

about him. So I asked myself, ‘What is there about him

that I can honestly admire?’ ” That is sometimes a hard

question to answer, especially with strangers; but, in

this case, it happened to be easy. I instantly saw something

I admired no end.

So while he was weighing my envelope, I remarked

with enthusiasm: “I certainly wish I had your head of

hair.”

He looked up, half-startled, his face beaming with

smiles. “Well, it isn’t as good as it used to be,” he said

modestly. I assured him that although it might have lost

some of its pristine glory, nevertheless it was still magnificent.

He was immensely pleased. We carried on a

pleasant little conversation and the last thing he said to

me was: “Many people have admired my hair.”

I’ll bet that person went out to lunch that day walking

on air. I’ll bet he went home that night and told his wife

about it. I’ll bet he looked in the mirror and said: “It is a

beautiful head of hair.”

I told this story once in public and a man asked me

afterwards: “‘What did you want to get out of him?”

What was I trying to get out of him!!! What was I trying

to get out of him!!!

If we are so contemptibly selfish that we can’t radiate

a little happiness and pass on a bit of honest appreciation

without trying to get something out of the other person

in return – if our souls are no bigger than sour crab apples,

we shall meet with the failure we so richly deserve.

Oh yes, I did want something out of that chap. I

wanted something priceless. And I got it. I got the feeling

that I had done something for him without his being

able to do anything whatever in return for me. That is a

feeling that flows and sings in your memory lung after

the incident is past.

There is one all-important law of human conduct. If

we obey that law, we shall almost never get into trouble.

In fact, that law, if obeyed, will bring us countless

friends and constant happiness. But the very instant we

break the law, we shall get into endless trouble. The law

is this: Always make the other person feel important.

John Dewey, as we have already noted, said that the

desire to be important is the deepest urge in human

nature; and William James said: “The deepest principle

in human nature is the craving to be appreciated.” As I

have already pointed out, it is this urge that differentiates

us from the animals. It is this urge that has been

responsible for civilization itself.

Philosophers have been speculating on the rules of

human relationships for thousands of years, and out of

all that speculation, there has evolved only one important

precept. It is not new. It is as old as history. Zoroaster

taught it to his followers in Persia twenty-five

hundred years ago. Confucius preached it in China

twenty-four centuries ago. Lao-tse, the founder of

Taoism, taught it to his disciples in the Valley of the

Han. Buddha preached it on the bank of the Holy

Ganges five hundred years before Christ. The sacred

books of Hinduism taught it a thousand years before

that. Jesus taught it among the stony hills of Judea nineteen

centuries ago. Jesus summed it up in one thought

-probably the most important rule in the world: “Do

unto others as you would have others do unto you.”

You want the approval of those with whom you come

in contact. You want recognition of your true worth. You

want a feeling that you are important in your little world.

You don’t want to listen to cheap, insincere flattery, but

you do crave sincere appreciation. You want your friends

and associates to be, as Charles Schwab put it, “hearty

in their approbation and lavish in their praise.” All of us

want that.

So let’s obey the Golden Rule, and give unto others

what we would have others give unto us,

How? When? Where? The answer is: All the time,

everywhere.

David G. Smith of Eau Claire, Wisconsin, told one of

our classes how he handled a delicate situation when he

was asked to take charge of the refreshment booth at a

charity concert,

“The night of the concert I arrived at the park and

found two elderly ladies in a very bad humor standing

next to the refreshment stand. Apparently each thought

that she was in charge of this project. As I stood there

pondering what to do, me of the members of the sponsoring

committee appeared and handed me a cash

box and thanked me for taking over the project. She

introduced Rose and Jane as my helpers and then ran

off.

“A great silence ensued. Realizing that the cash box

was a symbol of authority (of sorts), I gave the box to

Rose and explained that I might not be able to keep the

money straight and that if she took care of it I would feel

better. I then suggested to Jane that she show two teenagers

who had been assigned to refreshments how to

operate the soda machine, and I asked her to be responsible

for that part of the project.

“The evening was very enjoyable with Rose happily

counting the money, Jane supervising the teenagers, and

me enjoying the concert.”

You don’t have to wait until you are ambassador to

France or chairman of the Clambake Committee of your

lodge before you use this philosophy of appreciation.

You can work magic with it almost every day.

If, for example, the waitress brings us mashed potatoes

when we have ordered French fried, let’s say: “I’m sorry

to trouble you, but I prefer French fried.” She’ll probably

reply, “No trouble at all” and will be glad to change

the potatoes, because we have shown respect for her.

Little phrases such as “I’m sorry to trouble you,”

“Would you be so kind as to —-? ” “Won’t you

please?” ” Would you mind?” “Thank you” – little courtesies

like these oil the cogs of the monotonous grind of

everyday life- and, incidentally, they are the hallmark

of good breeding.

Let’s take another illustration. Hall Caine’s novels-The

Christian, The Deemster, The Manxman, among

them – were all best-sellers in the early part of this century.

Millions of people read his novels, countless millions.

He was the son of a blacksmith. He never had

more than eight years’ schooling in his life; yet when he

died he was the richest literary man of his time.

The story goes like this: Hall Caine loved sonnets and

ballads; so he devoured all of Dante Gabriel Rossetti’s

poetry. He even wrote a lecture chanting the praises of

Rossetti’s artistic achievement-and sent a copy to Rossetti

himself. Rossetti was delighted. “Any young man

who has such an exalted opinion of my ability,” Rossetti

probably said to himself, “must be brilliant,” So Rossetti

invited this blacksmith’s son to come to London and act

as his secretary. That was the turning point in Hall

Caine’s life; for, in his new position, he met the literary

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