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Posts made in June, 2013

The 70% – Part 1

By on Jun 30, 2013 in Blog | 0 comments

A Gallup study released last week on the State of the American Workplace reported that 70% of American workers are disengaged in their jobs.  An extraordinary number of these people convey that they hate going to work for their employers.  Here we are, ostensibly emerging at long last from The Great Recession, and yet, this is how a frightening majority of employed individuals are reported to feel. Sound impossible? Try it on yourself. Here is the twelve question survey Gallup used to measure employee engagement, from Page 19 of the published report: 1) I know what is expected of me at work. 2) I have the materials and equipment I need to do my work right. 3) At work, I have the opportunity to do what I do best every day. 4) In the last seven days, I have received recognition or praise for doing good work. 5) My supervisor, or someone at work, seems to care about me as a person. 6) There is someone at work who encourages my development. 7) At work, my opinions seem to count. 8) The mission or purpose of my company makes me feel my job is important. 9) My associates or fellow employees are committed to doing quality work. 10) I have a best friend at work. 11) In the last six months, someone at work has talked to me about my progress. 12) This last year, I have had opportunities at work to learn and grow. I will be writing a good deal more about my thoughts on this in the coming weeks.  In fact, as mentioned often here I have written a novel on this theme that will be published this fall (October 2013) by The Story Plant.  Before I offer some of my opinions on the topic in a subsequent post, I wanted you to have the opportunity to ask yourselves the Gallup poll questions.  Be honest, internalize the answers over some quiet time, then draw your own conclusions. Are you in the 70%?  I sure hope not.  If you are disengaged, try to boil it down to the essence of what is eating at you.  I’m guessing you already know. Wow, 70%.  Imagine how much creativity, passion, energy,...

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Let It Be

By on Jun 2, 2013 in Blog | 0 comments

I write this evening from London on the last day of a short business trip.  I am pounding this out on an iPad so it may be a bit less polished then some of my posts, but I want to share the passion with you somewhat unedited, while it is still fresh and resonating. While here I enjoyed the tremendous experience of seeing the new Beatles revue, Let It Be, at the Savoy Theatre.  The experience was full of wonder and magic, precisely the way music and theatre can touch your heart when you least expect it.  The Savoy Theatre is an especially magical venue, one of the oldest working stages in London and the first public building in the world to be lit entirely by electricity in the late 19th century. Yes, it’s another Beatles cover show, like Beatlemania, like Rain, like so many appearances of The Fab Four.  The lads appear in multiple costumes from the Beatles era, but are not allowed to call themselves The Beatles, nor use the names John, Paul, George, or Ringo.  They refer to each other as The Bass Player or The Singer or The Drummer, and of course Billy Shears gets an appropriate shout out since he is a character of fiction.  They start in black suits and thin ties, then put on Nehru jackets, then some colorful hippy fabrics, then the Sgt. Pepper Uniforms, then wilder hippy fabrics, then the John character in the white suit and long hair followed by the John character in the shoulder length hair, military shirt and sunglasses.  You know the drill. We open with I Saw Her Standing There, She Loves You, I Want to Hold Your Hand, then we’re off to Shea Stadium, then the Rubber Soul period, then Pepper, Magical Mystery Tour, Abbey Road, and we round it out with Get Back, the title number, and Jude.  They don’t exactly go in order, more a thematic pastiche.  There are television bits in the background showing black and white commercials of the nice lady in awe dropping the pearl in the Prell shampoo bottle, occasional blasts of Jimi Hendrix over Vietnam bombings, the marches, the flower posters, the peace signs, the weeping teens...

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