quiet-the-power-of-introverts-in-a-world-that-cant-stop-talking-susan-cain

My first exercise was simple. All I
had to do was answer a few questions
that people called out: Where do you
live? What do you do for a living?
What did you do this weekend?
I answered the questions in my
normal, soft-spoken way. The group
listened carefully.
“Does anyone have any more questions
for Susan?” asked Charles. The
group shook their heads.
“Now, Dan,” said Charles, nodding at
a strapping red-haired fellow who
looked like one of those CNBC journalists
reporting directly from the New
York Stock Exchange, “you’re a banker
and you have tough standards. Tell me,
did Susan look nervous?”
“Not at all,” said Dan.
The rest of the group nodded. Not
nervous at all, they murmured—just as
they had for Lateesha.
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