This poem is known to all. It is unlikely that there was another work in Soviet poetry that would receive such a massive response. During the Great Patriotic War, this poem was cut out from newspapers, copied, memorized, carried with it and shared with others. In the project - the most popular and recognizable poem of the war era “Wait for me” by Konstantin Simonov.
So you maneuvered through the initial conversation. You have built up counter offers from other companies. Now it's time to enter into real negotiations. Naturally, this is the part where everything goes terribly wrong. In this article, we will delve into the negotiation process and discuss my last 4 rules on how to negotiate a job offer.
If you have not read my first 6 rules, you can read them here. What does it take to be a good negotiator? Most people think that negotiations look good on the other person in the eyes, seem confident and require tons of money. But being a good negotiator is much more subtle than that.
Wait for me
Wait for me and I will come back.
Just wait so much
Wait for sadness
Yellow rains
Wait for the snow to sweep
Wait for the heat
Wait until others are waiting
Forgetting yesterday.
Wait when from faraway places
Letters will not come
Wait, when you get tired
To everyone who is waiting together.
What good negotiators sound like
You probably have a friend or family member who is notorious for not accepting an answer. This person seems like they often get what they want. They make you cringe, but maybe you should try to be more like them.
Analysis of the poem “Wait for me and I will return” by Simonov
Rest assured, this person is actually a scary negotiator. They know how to be difficult and cause a scene that can sometimes convince a waitress or shift manager to reassure them. But this style of negotiation will not lead to anything when you are negotiating with a business partner.
Wait for me and I will come back,
Do not wish well
Anyone who knows by heart
What time to forget.
Let the son and mother believe
That I am not
Let your friends get tired of waiting
Sit by the fire
Drink bitter wine
For a trace of the soul ...
Wait. And along with them
Take your time to drink.
Wait for me and I will come back,
To all deaths in spite.
Who did not wait for me, let him
Says: - Lucky.
Do not understand did not wait for them,
Like amid the fire
Waiting for his
You saved me.
How I survived, we will know
Only you and I
You just knew how to wait
Like no one else.
A good negotiator is sensitive and collective. They are not trying to control you or ultimatums. Rather, they try to think creatively about how to fulfill both your and their needs. Therefore, when you think about negotiating job offers, don’t think that you are using a used car. Think more about discussing dinner plans with a group of friends and you will be much better.
Another important difference between good and bad negotiators is that bad negotiators tend to think of negotiations as a zero-sum game. Imagine that we are discussing a pie. This seems to be true with the cake, right? So what makes a job negotiation different?
Historical context
During World War II, literary works were published by the front and central press, poems sounded on the radio simultaneously with reports of current military and political events, and were read from improvised scenes. Favorite poems were copied into front notebooks and memorized.
Ah, but in reality this is not so for the cake. What if I really like cherries? But this is exactly what good negotiators do. They ask assumptions and ask unexpected questions. They dig to find the core that everyone appreciates and seek creative ways to expand the territory of negotiations.
Different parties in negotiations almost always have different cost functions. We can appreciate the same - we both care about cakes, after all. But we do not evaluate them in the same way, so there is probably a way to give each of us more than what we want.
Konstantin Simonov. Photo of the war years
The poem “Vasily Terkin”, which brought fame to Alexander Twardovsky, gained immense popularity. Many writers took off creatively during the war years (Mikhail Isakovsky, Aleksey Surkov, Ilya Erenburg, Victor Nekrasov, Olga Bergholz, etc.). One of the authors, without whom literature about the war turned out to be unthinkable, was Konstantin Mikhailovich Simonov.
Most people negotiate a job, they must stubbornly bargain for salaries, like pieces of cake. There are many dimensions to negotiating a job. You can choose which team you assigned, what your first project will be, what technologies you will work with, and sometimes even choose your own title.
Maybe you are a frozen person, and the company is more cherry. You never know, you won’t ask. Let's pick up the negotiations where we left off. There are all offers, and recruiters are looking forward to receiving the ball. Your first decision is whether you want to negotiate by phone or correspond by e-mail.
Author
Konstantin Simonov (1915–1979) belonged to the family of Russian princes Obolensky. His mother is Princess Alexandra Obolenskaya, his father is a general of the tsarist army who died in World War I. The stepfather, who raised Simonov and had a great influence on him, was also a military man, the hero of two wars. Since the attitude towards the nobility and officers was extremely negative at that time, Simonov had to hide his origin.
Analysis of Simonov’s poem “Wait for me and I will return”
Talking on the phone not only signals trust, but more importantly, it allows you to establish a strong relationship with your recruiter. Talking on the phone allows you to make fun, joke and build a connection. You want your recruiter, as you understand you, sympathize with you. You want them to want you to succeed. In the same way, you want to take care of your recruiter and understand what motivates them.
The best deals are made between friends. It's hard to make friends with email. However, if you are unsure of your negotiation skills, you should try to push the negotiations to email. Written asynchronous communication will give you more time to develop a strategy and simplify the expression of uncomfortable things without pressure from the recruiter.
Having a craving for literature and writing, Simonov entered the Literary Institute. Gorky, after which he was soon called up to serve as a war correspondent. From the first days of the war until May 1945, he did not leave this post. Shortly before leaving for the front, Simonov decides to change his native name Cyril to Konstantin. The reason was that it was difficult for him to pronounce his own name: he did not pronounce “p” and “l”. Very soon, Konstantin Simonov gained all-Union fame as a writer. From the very first day of the war, he realized its grandiose historical significance. It is no coincidence that Simonov kept diaries almost throughout the war. 1941 was painted by him almost daily. Everyone knew that he did not sit out in the rear, that the materials that he brought from the front were evidence of an eyewitness to the events. For many military people, the writer immediately became his man, a real front-line comrade. Everyone knew that if the text was written by Simonov, then there was no lie in it.
However, recruiters will always want to get you on the phone. This, in fact, is their native land. They also know well that negotiating is easier by email, and they have little interest in making your work easier. They are often vague regarding the proposal by e-mail and offer only to discuss specific details by phone.
If you want to stick with email, you need to move away from this. There are no secrets: just be honest and ask what you want. Just tell the truth and ask what you want. There is tremendous power in honesty and integrity. With other offers on the table, if your negotiations do not work out, they know that you will simply accept another offer. Your negotiating position becomes much more reliable because they know that you are ready to leave.
The literary heritage of Simonov is great. He is the author of the novel The Living and the Dead trilogy, scripts, essays, and numerous poems. However, the most important poem that brought Simonov fame is “Wait for me”, which became a real poetic prayer and anthem of expectation during the war years.
Composition
Konstantin Simonov wrote his famous poem in the summer of 1941. It was dedicated to theater and film actress Valentina Serova. The poet did not want to publish this text, since he considered it very personal and read it only to his closest friends who admired him, calling them a cure for longing. However, in the fall, the poet decides to publish the poem at all costs. About the reason for this, Simonov wrote: “A few months later, when I had to be in the far north and when snowstorms and bad weather sometimes forced me to sit for days somewhere in the dugout<…> I had to read poetry to a variety of people. And a variety of people dozens of times in the light of a smoking-room or a hand-held flashlight copied the poem “Wait for me” on a piece of paper, which, as it seemed to me, I wrote for only one person. ” He realized that thousands of people needed these lines, which sounded a call to a saving expectation.
This effect is enhanced if you receive an offer from a prestigious company. And the effect goes through the roof, if you have an offer from the main competitor of the company. Some of this behavior is stupid breeding. And part of it is rational, trying to deprive competitors of talent. In any case, use it and be careful what companies you aim at.
But what if you fail to get any other offers? All negotiations just go out the window? It is important not to have other offers here. More specifically, it has strong alternatives. That is why Rule No. 6 of negotiations: there are alternatives. If there was no risk, and you knew for sure that the other party would sign a contract, what incentive could you offer them more?
Valentina Serova - the poet’s muse, to which he originally dedicated “Wait for me”
First, the poet wanted to publish “Wait for me” in the newspaper Krasnaya Zvezda, where he worked. However, the editor hesitated and returned the text to the author, saying, “that these verses are probably not for a military newspaper, saying that there is nothing to poison the soldier’s soul - separation is already bitter!” As a result, the poems were published in the main newspaper of the country - Pravda. However, even before publication, the poem became known to the war veterans, since it was rewritten and taught by heart.
Your alternatives are what give the negotiations their share. By transferring your alternatives, you allow your interlocutor to develop a mental model of when and why you are avoiding negotiations. Your alternatives also influence how much the other side thinks that you are objectively standing.
Basically, this is what you would do if you left. A better alternative would be an “interview with a larger number of companies” or “moving to a gradient school” or “staying at your current job” or “continuing your vacation in Morocco for a few months”.
The issue of the newspaper Pravda for 1942, where it was first published “Wait for me”
The poem has become a real poetic prayer. In the conditions of war, in these terrible 1941-1942 years, when nothing was still clear about the outcome of the war, when the hope of return was vanishingly small, this belief in saving love, because of love, was necessary for people.
How strong the other side is and how much you perceive it. . If your recruiter thinks going to gradient school is a wonderful thing that they will do, then they will see that you have a very strong alternative and the negotiation rates will be raised.
But even if they think the gradient school is ridiculous, if you convince them that you would be completely happy to go to the gradient school, then they have the burden to make this deal more attractive to you than going to graduation school. Note.
What is a negotiating task for an employer
Always emphasize the advantages of your current company, your experience, your influence and everything that you like about where you work now. So let's see what it means to negotiate as an employer. First, we must rewind and understand what led us to this proposal in the first place. What resources have they spent so far trying to fill this position?
The essence of Simon's prayer is concentrated in eternal Christian values \u200b\u200b- faith, love and hope. "Wait for me" was sent from the front to the rear and from the rear to the front. According to the testimony of the participants in the war, it inspired hope in those who believed that they were waiting for, and in those who were waiting.
About 15% of these resumes should be displayed on the phone screen, so there are approximately 15 phone screens. About 75% of these initial phone screens require a technical screen, so about 11 technical screens About 30% go through the site, so about 3 places. Finally, they make one suggestion. The recruiter must spend time on the phone with the seller, convincing and negotiating.
- Record and publish job descriptions in all relevant channels.
- View ~ 100 or more resumes.
- These sites require coordination of 6-7 employees.
Manuscript of a poem
For many years after the war ended, Simonov received letters from people whom his poems helped in difficult times. For women who have been waiting for their men since the war, “Wait for me” has become a true hymn to fidelity. So, one woman told the author of the poem about how every day she hoped to get news from her husband from the front: “I looked in my mailbox many times daily and whispered, like a prayer,“ wait for me, and I will return to all deaths in spite ... ”and added: "Yes, dear, I will wait, I can."
Now say that you have terminated your offer. This is what the company is faced with if you abandon them. Understand what glove they went through! Understand how important it is that you are the one! From the crowd and the crowd that appeared on their doorstep, you are the one they want. They want to take you to their tribe. They went through so much shit to get you here, and now they have found you.
And you worry that if you agree, they will take it away? Also, understand that wages are only one part of the cost of using you. The employer must also pay your benefits, your equipment, space, utilities, other incidental expenses and employment taxes on top of all this. All-in, your actual salary is often less than 50% of the total cost of using you.
Correspondent Konstantin Simonov talks with the orderlies of a military hospital
Simonov wrote: “I remember the camp of our prisoners of war near Leipzig. What happened! Frantic screams: ours, ours! Minutes, and we were surrounded by a crowd of thousands. It is impossible to forget these faces of suffering, exhausted people. I climbed the steps of the porch. I had to say in this camp the first words that came from the homeland ... I feel my throat is dry. I can’t say a word. Slowly looking around the vast sea of \u200b\u200bpeople standing around. And finally I say. What I said - I can’t remember now. Then he read "Wait for me." He burst into tears. And everyone around is also standing and crying ... It was so. ”
The beginning of a big love
If they did not believe, they would not hire you at all. So, that’s all we can say: everything fits in your favor. This is not so, but it is absolutely so. Understand that while you are tormented by asking for a few thousand more dollars, they simply pray with bated breath that you will sign the offer.
If you do not sign the offer, they lose. Losing a good candidate sucks. No one wants to believe that their company is not worth the work. And yet you can worry: But if in the end they talk more and more, will they not have higher expectations? Wouldn't my boss hate me for negotiating?
Simonov read his poem to the public hundreds of times after the war. And today, "Wait for me" does not lose its strength.
HOMELANDTouching the three great oceans,
She lies spreading cities
Covered with a grid of meridians
Invincible, wide, proud.
But at the hour when the last grenade
Already entered in your hand
And in a brief moment it is necessary to recall at once
All that we have left in the distance
Your role will determine your performance expectations, not how you negotiated. Your manager literally just doesn't care about it. Remember how expensive it is even to use you first! And no, now your boss will not hate you. And in fact, in most large companies, the person you are negotiating with will not even be your boss. Recruiting and management are completely separate departments, completely abstracted from each other. And even if you are at the start, trust me that your boss is used to negotiating with candidates and does not pay him as much importance as you.
You do not remember a big country,
Which you traveled and found out
Do you remember the homeland - such
What you saw her in childhood.
A piece of land, crouched by three birches,
A long way for fishing line
A creaking river
Sandy coast with low willow.
That's where we were lucky to be born,
Where for life, to death, we found
That handful of land that’s good,
To see in it the signs of the whole earth.
Yes, you can survive in heat, in a thunderstorm, in cold weather,
Yes, you can starve and chill
Go to death ... But these three birches
During life, no one should be given.
1941
WAIT FOR ME
Wait for me and I will come back,
Just really wait.
Wait for sadness
Yellow rains.
Wait for the snow to sweep
Wait for the heat.
Wait until others are waiting
Forgetting yesterday.
Wait when from faraway places
Letters will not come.
Wait, when you get tired
To everyone who is waiting together.
Wait for me and I will come back,
Do not wish well
Anyone who knows by heart
What time to forget.
Let the son and mother believe
That there is no me.
Let your friends get tired of waiting
Sit by the fire
Drink bitter wine
In memory of the soul -
Wait, and with them
Take your time to drink.
Wait for me and I will come back
To all deaths in spite.
Who did not wait for me, let him
Says: "Lucky."
Do not understand, did not wait, them,
Like amid the fire
Waiting for his
You saved me.
How I survived - we will know
Only you and me.
You just knew how to wait
Like no one else.
DO YOU REMEMBER Alyosha, the roads of Smolensk
A. Surkov
Do you remember, Alyosha, the roads of the Smolensk region,
As the endless, evil rains
How the kinks brought us tired women
Pressing, like children, from their rain to his chest,
Like tears they wiped stealthily
As they whispered after us: - Lord save you! -
And again they called themselves soldiers
As the old times were led in great Russia.
Tears measured more often than miles
There was a tract, hiding from the eyes on the hillocks:
Villages, villages, villages with graveyards,
As if all of Russia came together on them,
As if for every Russian outskirts,
With the cross of their hands protecting the living,
Converging with the whole world, our great-grandfathers pray
For in God do not believe their grandchildren.
You know, probably, nevertheless, the Motherland -
Not the city house where I lived festively,
And these lanes that grandfathers passed,
With simple crosses of their Russian graves.
I don’t know how you are, but me with the village
Longing from village to village,
With a widow's tear and a woman’s song
For the first time, the war on the lanes reduced.
Do you remember, Alyosha: a hut near Borisov,
Dead crying girl scream
A gray-haired old woman in a plaid paddle,
All dressed in white, dressed as death, an old man.
Well what can they say, how could we console them?
But, understanding the grief of his womanish instinct,
Do you remember, the old woman said: - Dear,
As you go, we will wait for you.
"We will wait for you!" - they told us pasture.
"We will wait for you!" - said the forest.
You know, Alyosha, it seems to me at night
That they are followed by voices.
According to Russian customs, only conflagration
On Russian soil scattering behind
Before our eyes, comrades were dying,
In Russian, a shirt torn on his chest.
The bullets with you still have mercy on us.
But, believing three times that life is already whole,
Still, I was proud of the cutest,
For the bitter land where I was born
Because I was bequeathed to die on it,
That the Russian mother gave birth to us,
What, in the battle escorting us, a Russian woman
In Russian, she hugged me three times.
* * *
The major brought the boy on a gun carriage.
Mother died. The son did not say goodbye to her.
For ten years in this and this world
He will be counted for these ten days.
He was taken from the fortress, from Brest.
It was scratched by carriage bullets.
It seemed to father that the place was safer
From now on, there is no child in the world.
Father was injured and a gun was broken.
Tied to a shield so that it doesn't fall
Clutching a sleeping toy to his chest,
The gray-haired boy was sleeping on a gun carriage.
We went to meet him from Russia.
Waking up, he waved a hand to the troops ...
You say there are others
That I was there and I have to go home ...
You know this grief firsthand
But it broke our hearts.
Who once saw this boy
Will not be able to come home to the end.
I have to see with the same eyes
That I cried in the dust
How that boy will come back with us
And he will kiss a handful of his land.
For everything that we dear to you,
Military law called us to battle.
Now my house is not where we used to live,
And where he was taken from the boy.
BLIND
On the types of seen harmony,
Sifting through a hoarse system,
The blind man played in a strange carriage
"Along the Paved Road."
Blinded near Molodechno
On that one, on that war,
From the infirmary, he is crippled
Went, squinting, around the country.
Russia itself laid
Harmony next to him in oblivion
And in possession gave
The roads are long.
He walked, accustomed to mutilation,
Tears streamed down his face.
Curved road,
Forever given to the blind man.
All Russian people kept
Him so that he is unharmed
His peasants drove
And the women cried over him.
Hard Carrier Conductors
They drove him through Siberia.
Dried stripes from tears
Along his black cheeks lay.
He is blind, who cares
To the sorrows of his strangers?
But his accordion sang
And someone first suddenly fell silent.
And immediately to the hearts of men
The sadness that drives you crazy
Lay down, as if suddenly Russia
She took their hands herself.
And led to these sounds
Where ash and ash
Where women break their hands
And someone beats the bells.
In the villages and ashes,
Among the bent shadows.
"What are you looking for?" - "We are looking
Your children, your children ... "
On the poor, extinct plains
By the yellow wolf lights
On smoky glows, on long
Steppe snowless wastelands,
Where with a bayonet in her chest open
In the open field, in rakit,
Not washed by my native hand,
The son of a Russian mother lies.
Where, if there is revenge in the world,
We are on the way here and there
Unburied children
Red cloves sprout
Where you can't prophesy anything
Blacker than what was there ...
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Wait, harmonist! What do you want?
Why are you on the heels?
Own wounded body
Already I carried fire attacks.
Did Russia tell you to sing?
I won’t cheat on her like that.
Tell her about me: won't
Soldier rest in vain
As soon as the wounds heal a bit,
The soldier will go to battle again.
Tell her: not looking for peace
A soldier will pass his way of the cross.
Well, and play some more,
So that I can rest my heart ... "
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Blind frets fingering
He is again only old and blind.
And the wounded tear erases
And cuts his bread in half.
HOW DO YOU LEARN
There are no words to convey
All the intolerance of pain and sorrow
There are no words to tell them
How we grieve for you, comrade Stalin!
Grieving the people that you have left us,
The earth itself grieves from grief all gray-haired,
And all we will meet this difficult hour,
As you have taught, you are tireless.
Whatever happens to us - in labor or in battles -
In Stalin's way - deeds, not words,
Friends of pride and enemies of fear
We will prove how we are brought up by you!
Connecting harder to fight
We will work without sparing efforts
And not afraid of anything in the world,
As Lenin taught us, as you taught.
We will not bow our heads
No wonder you led us to victory.
We will be fearless, as you taught
Calm and firm, as you taught.
And our iron Stalin’s Tseka,
To whom you entrusted the people
To the victory of Communism forever
We will be led forward - as you taught!
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