The environment in which the Navy operates its aircraft is, to say the least, full of machismo. Not to offend the many brave women who serve within its ranks, but the reality is that jet fuel, mach-level speeds, multi-ton bombs and an incomparable competitive spirit mixed in healthy proportions have a tendency to bring out the wolf-man in anyone who wears a flight suit to “the office” everyday. As a result, the name of the game (and a key to building one’s “ability to cope”) within said environment is to find “the button” of your squadron-mates and push it harder and faster than they can push yours. …and don’t even bother to invite the idea that they won’t find your button. That attitude alone exposes a big, red, flashing, button just begging to be stomped on!
However, such environments are prone to market pressures just like any other, and it’s nearly always the one that works smarter rather than harder that wins in the end. …as a result, it pays to not let your guard down, even in the most unexpected places. Such is the case with a particularly memorable incident I’ll call Chud vs. Wang.
As a final assignment, I had the privilege of serving as a flight instructor for the U.S. Navy, training students who were bound straight for deployment to the Arabian Gulf to defend freedom and our very way of life. Of course, such an environment requires that one’s “ability to cope” be honed to athletic levels, and the training that we implemented as instructors was designed to build this ability from a multitude of angles. Many times this took the form of searching for “the button” of each of the students, an exercise that sometimes required careful probing around a squadron mate’s psyche until something juicy popped up. Other times, scenarios just presented themselves. Such was the case with, then student, Steve “Wang” Chung. A long-time squadron-mate and fellow instructor of mine with a particularly up-front and raw style, Jason “Chud” Chuderewicz happened upon the fact that Wang had scored a perfect score on his SAT college entrance exam, a notably rare achievement, and decided to probe little to see if this was something to have fun with (and of course, build the student’s “ability to cope”). The dialogue went something like this:
The setting: A small briefing room where two nervous students (including Wang) are about to present every conceivable detail of a simulated mission they are about to execute to two experienced instructors (including Chud).
Chud (in his signature salty, up-front style): So Wang, I hear you got a perfect score on your SAT. That true?
Wang (hesitant and looking down at the table): Well, yeah.
Chud: So you must be pretty smart, huh?
Wang: (still looking down): I dunno. I guess.
Chud: Well, you scored a perfect score on the SAT. I’d say that means you must be pretty smart. Right?
Wang (now looking up and very matter fact): Well, it’s not like it was hard. I mean, they give you the answer.
Such is the case with listening. With proper framing, it’s not multiple choice and the answer is clear.