I have been teaching negotiation for nine years now, and the gratification never ends.
For the past several years, I’ve made a final assignment called the “Blue Paperclip Exercise,” brought to my attention by Hal Abramson, in which a student is given a paperclip and assigned to increase initial value over the course of five trades. Almost every year there are delightful journals, but this year included a submission that was very special indeed.
New York Law School attracts a diverse student body for a variety of reasons. Often, students who are already professionals in a nonlegal field choose NYLS so they can earn legal training while continuing their own practice. Seldom have the fruits of a diverse student body been as apparent as the submission of Joseph Piacentile, which I reproduce below, unedited and with his permission.
—————————————————————————————————-
- My Adventure
I was so happy to hear that the final negotiation exercise was this one. As soon as I heard about it I knew how I wanted to handle it. I knew that the paper clip itself represented so much more than a paper clip. It represented the essence of what the course is about, the ability to negotiate. It is the essential skill that lawyers rely upon in every aspect of their practices. Trading, bartering, convincing, maneuvering, positioning, cajoling, hard balling, soft balling, understating, overstating, building expectations, limiting expectations, creating value, diminishing value, making the pie larger, making the pie disappear entirely, all part of negotiating. All those things and many more all represented by the simple blue paper clip. Not an ordinary clip, but a special clip, a blue clip. That was my story. That was going to be my beginning and my end.
Trade One: 11-29-19
The
bank lady. I never knew her name other than “Mary” and she had a thing for
music boxes, the little wind-up type that have the pop-up dancers. She knew me
from being a customer at the bank, nothing more. I approached Mary with a
simple proposal. “Mary”, I said, my name is Joe Piacentile and I’ve been a
customer here for 20 years. I have a small favor to ask you. I have something
I’d like to trade with you. It’s a Blue Paper Clip. A simple blue paper clip.
I’d like to trade it for one or your give-away plastic banks, lined up here on
your counter.” Mary replied, “Oh, You can have the bank only if you open an
account, they’re promotional.” I said, “I know, but I have a condition that I’m
going to impose on this trade. I want you to hold the paper clip in a special
place for one week. At that time, I’ll come back and trade you something back
for it, something worth much more than that clip to you.” Mary asked “why?”. I
simply said that the clip was special to me and it was a sort of experiment
that I was running, to see if I could trade back for that special clip. She
checked with her manager who said it was fine. He knew me but had no idea what
I was up to. We made the trade and she put the clip in an envelope in her
drawer. I took the plastic giveaway bank.
Analysis:
I
used my reputation of being a loyal customer to set the stage for trust, then
played on the teller’s sense of curiosity to participate in my “experiment”. I
think she was happy to be involved in an adventure. In a negotiation, I find it
motivating for both sides to be engaged somehow, emotionally vested and
intellectually intrigued.
Trade Two. 11-30-19
The
next day I took my beautiful little giveaway bank to our friend’s house. She
has a four-year-old son. I asked her if I could trade her son the shiny plastic
bank, which he loved, for an odd little Toy Story toy that he received for his
birthday but didn’t like. It looked like an odd little pencil person, it was a
character toy called “Forky”. For some reason the toy scared him and I took
advantage of that. His mom loved the idea of the bank because she felt it would
encourage him to save his pennies and loose change. We made the trade.
Analysis:
I
knew that the mom would respond to the concept of saving for her son’s future
providing him his first bank played into that concept. She was trading away an
“ugly’ toy and gaining a financial future for her son. I created an opportunity
for both of us out of mere concepts.
Trade Three. 12-03-19
A
few days later I took the “Forky” to a local Exxon super gas station, the kind
that sells toys and lighters and all kinds of knick-knacks and the like. I explained that I had traded someone for the
toy but I had changed my mind and was looking for a different gift, something
of equal or greater value. I explained that I was only looking to trade.
They
offered me a cigarette lighter which I turned down, because I preferred some
sort of toy or a bouquet of flowers, which they also sold there. I explained
how sought-after this toy was and I walked out with a beautiful group of roses.
Analysis:
I
knew I had a better chance of getting a trade done with a small business owner
like the guys at the gas station. He was middle eastern and comes from a
horse-trading culture and I think he enjoyed the opportunity. The toy was
unusual and he probably kept it to give to it to of his own children. One
child’s ugly toy is another’s cherished Disney item.
Trade Four. 12-03-19
Again,
I went to a small strip mall, sole-proprietor. This time it was a toy store.
Armed with my fresh bouquet of roses I
approached the woman who runs the shop. I explained that I was willing to trade
the roses for a small plastic music box, that she had in the showcase, the kind
with a little ballerina dancing in front of a mirror with a built-in wind up
music box. I explained that I knew a woman who had no children but really
enjoyed music boxes and had a collection of them. I explained that she worked
at the local bank and I wanted to bring her a small gift for doing me a favor.
The store owner was very happy to trade the ballerina music box for the
beautiful roses. She even gift wrapped it for me. She seemed happy to get the flowers. I got
the sense that no one brings her flowers on a regular basis. It was a special
treat for her.
Analysis:
Again,
I approached a small business owner because I believe they have the authority
and the imagination and the spirit to make trades. Many of them come from
cultures where the currency is not so stable and trading is an acceptable form
of commerce.
Trade Five. 12-04-19
I
returned to the bank a day later with the music box. It was a perfect gift,
wrapped in a bright flowered paper which almost telegraphed what was inside. I
brought with me a small display case that I had on my memento shelf at home. It’s
a shelf where I keep things that I have collected over a lifetime that hold a
special meaning for me. Small things, simple things, things that hold no
special value to the uninformed observer but are precious in my eyes. For
example, I have a name tag that I purchased for a special man, a physician’s
assistant whom I hired in 1990 to work for me. He needed a good job because he
wanted to get married. He was from inner-city North Philadelphia. I hired him
and ordered his new name badge. He was going to start the next week. He never
showed up. Instead his fiancé called me, who I had not met, to thank me for
hiring him, and how proud he was to get the job. He went out that weekend to
buy new clothes so he would look good his first day. While walking home he was
robbed at gunpoint and murdered, shot in the chest, by someone who stole his
bag of clothes. The day she called me his nametag arrived. I cried like a
child. Another item on my shelf is my service bars from when I was a second
lieutenant in the uniformed service of the Public Health Service, also, the bus
driver’s hat my uncle was wearing when he died driving the number 2 bus down
Morris Avenue in the Bronx, or the Lou Costello’s fedora given to me by a great
icon of television, Joe Franklin, or my Tony Award nomination for best revival
of a play, Harold Pinter’s the Homecoming, or toy luger the Secret Service
tried to confiscate from my bedroom when they kicked our door in looking for my
father’s counterfeit coins. They returned the toy gun, they kept my father. On
and on it goes, memento after memento.
I
walked in with the gift-wrapped music box and walked up to Mary. I asked her if
she still had my “Special Blue Paperclip”. She smiled, opened her drawer,
pulled out the envelope and took out the clip. I asked her if she would take
the gift in exchange for returning the paper clip. She smiled a big “Of course”
and we exchanged our prizes. She opened the music box, wound up the spring and
we both watched the little ballerina dance. I took the paperclip and placed it
inside my memento frame, a clear frame in which the beautiful little clip seems
to magically float. She asked me why the clip was so important. I told her the
following. “I made a decision to go back to law school in my 60’s and I was in
my last year, almost done. I had taken many courses, Criminal Law,
Constitutional Law, Property, Civil Procedure and many others just like those.
But none of those courses were as important to me as this one course, called
‘Negotiations’”. I told her that all the successes in my life and in my
relationships, have come to me because I was a good negotiator. Because I paid
attention to what people want and what’s important to them and what they
perceive they need and what they are willing to give to get it. Because of that
I would be graduating soon and I wanted something special for my memento shelf.
Something little that embodied everything I wanted to remember about law school
and what I take away with me in whatever future I have left. That special item
was this little Blue Paper Clip. It was important to me and I wanted to have it
and I would have traded away much more than I did to get it and now that I had
it I had completed my task. I thanked her and told her to enjoy her music box
and think of me and my paper clip whenever she winds it up. I went home and put
the clip, now in its fine, clear frame in a place of honor on my memento shelf.
Final Analysis:
I
knew from the beginning that I wanted that paper clip. It was my prize. It was
the one thing that I could take away from my law school experience that would
never mean anything to some stranger, but would secretly mean the world to me.
I have owned many nice things in my life but it’s the little things, the
mementos, the meaningful little oddball items with a tremendous story attached
that I cherish the most. I have an office filled with a lifetime of memories,
some obvious, like patents, awards, diplomas and degrees and press releases,
but it’s the little items, the curious little things that mean the most.
Negotiation is not a subject in law school. Negotiation is life. We all
negotiate every day. Some of us are keenly aware of it, most of us are not, but
we all do it every day and will continue until the day we pass. I will always
remember my days at NYLS but I will have a special blue paperclip to prove that
I learned something.
- Summary of Outcome
The results were as follows:
Trade 1. Special Blue Paper Clip Plastic Give-Away Bank
Trade 2. Plastic Give-Away Bank Toy Story 4 “Forky”
Trade 3. Toy Story 4 “Forky” Group of Red Roses
Trade 4. Group of Red Roses Ballerina Wind-Up
Music Box
Trade 5. Ballerina Wind-Up Music Box Special Blue Paper Clip