Success in the marketplace is what your company wants. How does the company president show that this success is a goal?
She’s amazingly insightful for her years. I’m talking about my niece Paige. Her experience with a grade-school bully and how well she handled it came back to me when I was browbeaten recently at work — yup, at work. More on Paige later.
If you look at research studies and books on success, a key finding will emerge: More is not always better. The business world in which you operate is relentlessly demanding.
We carry them with us every day. Whether sweet or sour, everyone we encounter has them, and no, it’s not their favorite drink or snack. It’s our emotions, and although we may not think about it, they’re with us wherever we go, including at work.
His text message was brief. Would I be able to meet for coffee in an hour to give him input for his upcoming job interview? Perfect planning — my last call of the day was finished, and I was available.
Blah, blah, blah — yada, yada — yak, yak. Whether to inform, transact or socialize, people are constantly chatting.
What started as a gorgeous, sunny day had evolved into gloomy, stormy mayhem — lightning and hail included. Equally distressing was that activity at work had taken a similar, unsettled direction; there was a disturbance in the force.
Have you ever started a project and then had events pull you in a different direction? That has been my experience this month.
The political primaries go on and on, as do the press conferences, even though the debates have waned.
Wake up, sleepyhead. Part of my wake-up ritual includes listening to the radio, sometimes singing along and always brushing my teeth to the rhythm of whatever.
Senior managers are responsible for many things, none of which is more important than developing a vision for the organization’s future and keeping it current.
If there’s a long line anywhere, most of us avoid it. Yes, I am readily raising my hand as an accomplished long-line avoider, but there are a few places where long lines are the norm and everyone seems fine with it.
There’s a great little breakfast joint near downtown where I meet a friend every few months to catch up. At our last breakfast he was fuming. No, they didn’t burn his bacon (he orders it nearly burnt, anyway). He was burning about something else — his job.
During the summer I got calls from two organizations. Both were considering a mentoring program.
Three, two, one — it’s Monday morning again! The weekend was too short, your list of chores was too long and your alarm is buzzing you out of delicious, deep-sleep oblivion, driving you into another workweek.
Attending a business conference can be a lot like watching planned pandemonium. Hordes of humanity with their heads down, checking cellphones and exploring lists of breakout sessions — or heads up, happily greeting colleagues.
Every week certain sounds, such as the trash truck rumbling down the street, signal that it’s finally Friday again. Anticipation echoes across office break-room banter, rowdy radio DJs and cheerfully chatty shoppers at the grocery store.