fandomhigh | Leadership, Friday, 3rd Period

Class was in the Danger Shop again, although the shop looked suspiciously like the park once again. Furthermore, there were unmanned rickshaws all over the place.

"General George S. Patton once said, 'Don't tell people how to do things, tell them what to do and let them surprise you with their results,'" Scott recited.

Seemingly leaving that as a non-sequitur for now, he moved on. "So far in this class, you've discussed leadership qualities, looked at your personal philosophy, and tried to find either a leader or a consensus in a group to achieve construction and prevent destruction last week. But one thing I've held off on so far is forcing you into leadership," Scott said. "That changes today."

"You'll be paired up and you'll have to make two trips around the park in a rickshaw. During the first lap, one of you will be pulling the rickshaw while the other is in the seat. For the second lap, you'll switch places. Don't worry, the rickshaws are light enough that you should be able to pull them without much difficulty. And even if something goes wrong, like you crash into a pedestrian or a dog, the Shop will keep you from getting hurt. But not from being scared or embarrassed."

"And of course there's a catch."

Scott reached into one of the rickshaws and pulled out a blindfold. "This is for the person pulling the rickshaw. You'll be doing that job completely blind. The only way you'll know when to turn, how fast to go, when to stop, or what you're doing at all is by listening to your partner as they direct you. Leadership has been thrust upon them. They're responsible for both your safety and their own. But you're also being timed, so you're going to have to move faster than a crawl." Did you really want to find out what Scott had planned for teams who went too slow? Did you?

"As Patton said, 'tell them what to do and let them surprise you with their results,'" Scott repeated. "Good luck, everyone. Try to surprise us."

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"Oh, this will end well," Jacks said omniously as he tied on the blindfold and picked up his end of the rickshaw. "Just remember if you run me into a wall it's your fault."

"I have no plans to do that," Cara told him as she climbed into the rickshaw, not unless he gave her a reason to. "Now get going, straight ahead."

"Okay, you're the boss," Jack said starting off in a slow trot for better control.

Though he might be veering slightly to the left.

Cara clicked her tongue like she might for a wayward horse. "More to the right."

Just be glad she didn't have anything log enough to poke you with, Jack.

"Okay. Not a horse," Jack replied back as he began to veer way too much to the right. "No tongue clicking."

"Too far right," Cara replied, then added matter-of-factly. "Of course not, horses are better trained and more responsive."

What she wouldn't give for a pair of reins right now.

And now because Jack can be a jackass when insulted he started to veer even more to the right.

Yes. It's a good thing there's no reins or any other corrective instruments right now.

A very good thing considering how exactly Cara had been trained to correct behaviour.

"Left. Now." Cara's tone made it clear it was an order, and if he didn't listen, well it wasn't her fault the pond was ahead and to their right.

And that would be Jack making a sharp left turn along with a whoop of "YES MA'AM!"

Cara carefully considered the various obstacles around the park. If Jack wanted to be obnoxious, then he'd get his. "Left again."

"YES MA'AM!" Jack replied and turned right.

Stubborn little cuss, isn't he?

The problem was, Cara was even more stubborn, and Jack was hardly the first time she'd had to deal with a headstrong fool.

She'd mainly wanted the rickshaw turned back around anyway, so it didn't matter which way he'd done it...though the pond was a bit too far to their right still, and she didn't want to miss it "No, no, I said left!"

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"What?" Jack yelled back. "Can't hear you!"

He could hear her just fine.

"You're going the wrong way!" If he didn't want to end up in the pond that is, as far as Cara was concerned he was going exactly where she wanted. She gritted her teeth to sound frustrated. "Slow down."

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"Right!" Jack shouted back and then did a complete 180 with the rickshaw and was now walking at a snail's pace.

Jack would never know how lucky he was that she wasn't allowed to bring her agiels to class, as it was, she'd started tearing strips off the upholstery and was braiding them together.

"If you don't stop making a mockery of the exercise, you will regret it," she warned him, slipping into dangerously calm, almost conversational tones.

"I already am," Jack replied. "Where to?"

"Right." Cara kept braiding as she talked. "Not so far right, and hurry up."

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