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Ask Culture and Guess Culture
āOne of my wifeās distant friends has attempted to invite herself to stay with us, again,ā writes the exasperated owner of a prime 2 bedroom apartment in New York City in this Ask MetaFilter question. āShe did this last March, and we used the excuse of me starting a new job and needing to do x, y, and z as well as the āout of townā excuse for any remaining dates. This got us off scot-free, but we both knew the time would come again⦠and itās here. We need a final solution.ā
He goes on to list two different possibilities he can think of for getting this woman to stop asking for free room and board. The first is a little white lie, something about their keys being hard to duplicate. The other is to be vague, to say something like āSorry, that isnāt going to work for usā and hope she doesnāt ask why.
The first few answers give this poster very direct advice: Just say no. No need to give an explanation, itās her whoās being rude by asking. Others give him advice that was probably more like what he was expecting: other ways to be vague like claiming that itās āOne of those random `Life in NYC things.āā
Another thread of discussion popped up around whether or not the woman asking for a place to stay was being rude. Some posters couldnāt understand how simply asking to stay in someoneās apartment was rude, while another went as far to say that putting someone in the position āhaving to be rude and say noā was rude in and of itself.
It is into this context that user tangerine contributes this answer:
This is a classic case of Ask Culture meets Guess Culture.
In some families, you grow up with the expectation that itās OK to ask for anything at all, but you gotta realize you might get no for an answer. This is Ask Culture.
In Guess Culture, you avoid putting a request into words unless youāre pretty sure the answer will be yes. Guess Culture depends on a tight net of shared expectations. A key skill is putting out delicate feelers. If you do this with enough subtlety, you wonāt even have to make the request directly; youāll get an offer. Even then, the offer may be genuine or pro forma; it takes yet more skill and delicacy to discern whether you should accept.
All kinds of problems spring up around the edges. If youāre a Guess Culture person ā and you obviously are ā then unwelcome requests from Ask Culture people seem presumptuous and out of line, and youāre likely to feel angry, uncomfortable, and manipulated.
If youāre an Ask Culture person, Guess Culture behavior can seem incomprehensible, inconsistent, and rife with passive aggression.
Obviously sheās an Ask and youāre a Guess. (Iām a Guess too. Let me tell you, itās great for, say, reading nuanced and subtle novels; not so great for, say, dating and getting raises.)
Thing is, Guess behaviors only work among a subset of other Guess people ā ones who share a fairly specific set of expectations and signalling techniques. The farther you get from your own family and friends and subculture, the more youāll have to embrace Ask behavior. Otherwise youāll spend your life in a cloud of mild outrage at (pace Moomin fans) the Cluelessness of Everyone.
As you read through the responses to this question, you can easily see who the Guess and the Ask commenters are. Itās an interesting exercise. (#)
After this comment many users, including the original poster himself, began to use these terms in discussing the issue. And why wouldnāt they?Ā Ask Culture and Guess Culture describe two valid yet opposing ways of interacting with the world with very little value judgment given to them. Framing the argument as such was a stroke of utter genius by tangerine,Ā broadening the perspective of many who participated in the discussion and adding to the general lifebuzz.
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This is fascinating. My mom was, I think, a variety of Guess culture. She disliked telling her kids no to reasonable requests. We learned to make flat/information statements like āIām going to need a ride after school on Friday,ā and if she responded with another flat stament like āI have to work until 5 on Friday,ā then we knew we had to problem solve an alternative. My parents divorced when I was 12. One summer spent with my dad when I was 16, he blew up at me. āWhy donāt you just ASK for a ride?!ā It was only when explaining momās preference that I realized Iād been trained not to make my mom say no. So I learned dadās way too. This is the 1st time Iāve actually had NAMES for this issue.
Thoughts:
-I wonder how many failed relationships and divorces have mixed ask/guess culture as a component?
-I wonder how many other like me there are-trained in both cultures due to a mixed marriage-and what this does to our own relationships.
-why is this not a widely known thing? Good god it seems a HUGE facet of effective communication and Iām only just hearing about it at 51 years old? Is there a book about this somewhere? Dammitā¦
-Iām going to be re-examining every personal and work relationship I have (and have had) in light of this revelation.
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This is incredible and I canāt believe Iāve never heard it put this way before and Iām 54. My family is definitely of the Guess variety because this really explains the crazy lack of communication. My mother is an extreme Guesser and actually gets angry when you canāt just guess what she wants. She is 84 and I chaulked it up to being raised in the 40ās and 50ās when women didnāt ask for what they wanted. She didnāt do this as much when we were little but as we got into teenage years and she had to deal with us as young adults she apparently didnāt want to ask, but got irritated when we couldnāt guess.
When I was a teenager visiting family, apparently my aunt got tired of having to ask me and my sisters what we wanted all the time and asked us to speak up and said āif you donāt ask, you donāt get.ā At the time I thought this was partly a lesson in gaining self confidence but at the same time I realized if I just ask and not expect everyone to guess, I can get more of what I need out of life with less stress.
Fast forward to now. My mother is still an extreme Guesser and three of my sisterās are Guesserās and just make up reasons in their head instead of asking whatās going on. My other sister and I have learned to ask so they think we are rude for asking and we think they are rude for making shit up instead of asking. Wow. I canāt believe thereās a term for this. If this was taught as basic communication skills I think a lot more people would be able to get along. I definitely have to look into this more.
I read a fascinating essay written by a Guess woman married to an Ask man and how that affected their sex life, and how they compromised.
My mother is an asker and my dad is a guesser and sometimes I have to butt in and translate what each other is trying to say XD I didnāt even know there was a word for it!!Ā
I learned to give people permission to say no to me. A lot of people, more than I ever expected, have trouble saying no, especially when, like in the original post, itās because they just donāt want to, not because they have a reason. (As if not wanting to isnāt a valid reason⦠but I digress.) So, I tend to ask for things, particularly big or onerous things, like this:
āOkay, I need to ask you something but, first of all, please feel free to say no. You donāt need to give me a reason and I wonāt be angry or upset.āĀ
Then I ask for what I want.
And if they say no, I donāt ask why, I donāt get passive aggressive and I donāt get angry or upset. I donāt dwell on it. Theyāve said no and thatās final. I thank them, then I move the conversation on.
Two of the most valuable things you can learn is how to say no and how to accept no.
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Only friends. They laugh about it. He breathes lies into his books, and never lies to Hawke. Itās a simple thing, to forget his past, the history that doesnāt matter. Itās simple to suggest he sprung from the ground fully formed, with a crossbow in his hands and a smile on his lips. A wit to match the grin, lies to suit the tale. He tells no one but Hawke of the brother who raised him, a mother who couldnāt bear to step out the front door. Orzammar was never home, will never be home. That isnāt his life. He builds it in Kirkwall. The second son, oft looked over, somewhat forgotten. He builds a network of nobodies, and whispers words through those no one spares a second glance. Ā
He doesnāt write about Bartrand, or what he means. In place of a locked door, a cave collapse. Instead of a brother gone mad, he spins a web through a haunted house, floating pottery. He writes about Hawke. All the things he needs the world to know about them. How steadfast they are in battle, how nothing ever seems to keep them down. He keeps some things to himself. How long they lingered on the ground after the Arishok, how they hid their frustration after Leandra. How they look when they sleep, their smile when they wake, how their hand feels around his.
The decision was easy. Heās the storyteller, the liar. He helps Hawke pack their bags. They discuss what heās going to tell the Chantry. They discuss how theyāll keep in contact. There are the things they donāt discuss, what it means to be apart after so many years together. Varric goes willingly to the Inquisition, bolsters their ranks. And when things go to shit? Thereās only one person he knows who can fix it. The one person heāll always turn to, the one he knows heāll always have by his side. Hawke laughs against his lips. Only friends.
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