Monday, March 17, 2014

Work Wisdom


This blog is somewhat a continuation of my last blog.  So the story begins: When I was growing up my first work experience was with my Dad.  My mother and he proudly owned their own consulting forestry business for 35 years.  I still go out to work with dad on occasion, but when I was 10 or 12 years old I'd go out with dad to tracts of land, and while at that early age I was riding 4 wheelers and playing more than I was working, I did begin to pick up on a few things that were my parents cornerstones in their business world.  While I can't say this verbatim in their words, these are things I learned by observing them and have now developed into my own work ethics.  




Work hard or go home: This is rule number one.  Never do anything, excuse my French, half-ass.  My dad always says, if you do it right the FIRST time you won't have to worry about it ever again.  If you are going to work half-heartedly you might as well go home, because if you aren't working to your full potential you're most likely shorting your client who paid good money for you to complete your job.  Show up to work to give it your all.  Sweat on your brow and dirt on your pants never killed anyone, or in the case of my dad's business, sweat on your brow and paint, tree resin, leaves, dirt, ash, nor grease on your pants ever killed you.  You never know, your hard work may be what differentiates you from your competitor.  People notice a diligent worker and will tend to refer them to other people.




Honesty: This is the most important rule.  Never promise anything you can't deliver and never fabricate a story to cover your own butt.  If a job is going to take you two weeks and will cost X amount of dollars, your customer needs to know that.  Don't set expectations for a customer that you can't uphold or that will cause your work to be hastily completed, because haste can often result in a sloppy job. If you make a mistake, yes, it is a set back or may cost someone money, and, yes, it is hard to admit, but admitting your mistake is the right thing to do.  The customer may never use you again and that's tough, but you did the right thing by admitting your mistake, and your reputation as an honest worker is upheld.  The last thing you want is a bad reputation. Reputations can spread like wild fire and always seem to stick around or, as they say, precede you.  Also, never let someone pressure you into doing something with which you don’t ethically feel ok.  Standing up for your beliefs and saying, no, should never cause you shame.  Honesty is your most important asset.


Communication:  This is key not only between you and your customers, but also between you, your employees, and your employer (if you don’t own your own business).  Always make sure the customer understands the full scope of your services and how much each service will cost.  There's nothing worse than having an unexpected cost, because people don't like bad surprises.  You should account for mistakes, or unexpected needs, in your budget.  If you end up not needing X amount of dollars that you budgeted, then it goes back into the customer's wallet making for a happy customer.  People will remember if you try to pinch them out of a dime.  Make your expectations and game plan known to the customer.  The more they know about what you're doing the more comfortable they will be.  Try to give a time frame and notify them ASAP if there's a miscue.
        As an employer, your goals and expectations need to be as clear as possible.  Growing and developing employees to your liking is on you and no one else.  Preach what you teach and show what you know.  Open the forum for questions, allow your employees to shadow and learn from you, help them to help you.  Always make yourself available, always be supportive, and be a leader that someone can look up to and will want to strive to become.  As a employee, don't be afraid to ask questions or admit you don't know something.  If your employer is unresponsive to this, then you most likely don't want to work for that person.  Lastly, don't forget work should be fun.  Yes, you are out to accomplish a goal and that's serious stuff, but cracking a smile and sharing a laugh always makes the job much better, which leads to my next and final rule.
  


             Attitude is everything:  If you go into work knowing you are going to have a bad day, guess what, you are!  If you know that your day is going to be long and drawn out, guess what, it is!  If you go into work dreading some duty you have to complete, guess what, it will be dreadful!  On the other hand, if you believe in yourself, know there isn't anything you can't overcome (even if you need guidance to do so), know that, despite having to complete that dreadful task, if you get on the ball and get it over with you can get it behind you, then you will.  The people who go into work with a smile tend to leave work with a smile.  Sure, not every day will go according to plan, there will be hiccups, and, "oh-no's!", but sometimes improvisation equates to new ideas, not to mention keeps you on your toes.  Don't be afraid to step up and be that shining light or go-to person for an employer.  Every business has its go-getter and, guess what, they're the person who will go places in this world.  The bottom line being, if you know the world can't knock you down then it won't, even if it does you'll get back up, dust your pants off and mentally flip it the bird (or at least stick out your tongue).

As always thank you for reading.  Below is my poem.  It’s a bit darker than what I’ve been posting.  I was reading an article on abortion recently and these words flew off my pen.  It depicts the turmoil a mother must feel after she’s had an abortion, or even if she is merely considering one.  I hope you enjoy it, or it touches you in some way.

She stands atop a mountain but can’t see the sky
A thick fog smothers her eyes leaving her asking why
Tears drop down escaping the prison from which they are bound
Life crashing toward demise without a single murmur or sound
The beginning of one story leads to the end of another
She stands taking in the new breath when most run for cover
Hoping it will disguise the truth of what she’s drastically become
Finds comfort in the shadows when people ask her where she’s from
It’s easier to hide the truth from those that are blind
That’s why she stays on the move with no destination in mind
Still feels wrapped and bound down by a continuous coil
Like that of a plant being grounded by its roots in the soil
But the sun doesn’t shine often in these parts
Gloom is the tale of the soulless with their empty hearts
Those that have no face who can’t find their one meaning
Back and forth she staggers and can’t stop from careening
She finds the heart of a man but won’t feel his touch
God has forsaken her with fear that strangles her with its clutch
She use to pray for new hope and for a while that helped her cope
Then her knees became bumped and broken causing her to leave his house ablaze and smokin’
The brick and mortar collapse showing no token of God’s presence but the ignorant continue hoping
Lost her conscious long ago, she knows of no hope with her broken wings
Rain pouring down to the point it causes pain and a bitter but welcomed sting
Angels flee from her essence when they use to grace her with their presence and sing
This ache is taking the life out of her causing her vision to become a blur
No longer sure her decision was right which leaves her soul in the balance of a wicked fight
Two youths lost in a single motion is the reason for all her confusion and internal commotion
Left with a void except for the plaguing emotion that leaves her riveted with one hanging devotion
The loss of one is the loss of another who was not ready to be a mother



Saturday, March 15, 2014

Learning to lead

As some of you may know, I was promoted to the position of manager at the retail store for which I work.  I have been a manager for about 8 months and have worked within the company for 18 months.  Transitioning from a full-time customer service associate to holding a position as a manager has been challenging and given me ample opportunity to learn as well as grow.

When I was first promoted to the position of manager, I was actually promoted over someone with whom I would have to work with on a daily basis.  I don't mean that I would see this person from time to time in passing, it meant we would work together in the same department and interact daily.  This was slightly uncomfortable and caused me some anxiety.  This was a unique challenge to me that I needed to face straight away.  The person had been working in the department for quite a while and was very knowledgeable in the field.  They most likely felt, and rightfully so, that they deserved the job more than I, and most likely felt resentment towards me.  Before I took the position as manager, I went to the person and explained to them how I felt about our upcoming situation.  I wanted to start our relationship off on the right foot.  So, I told them I understood if they had any ill feelings towards me that it would be natural, but I wanted to resolve any doubts immediately.  I was frank and admitted I had quite a bit of learning to do, and I wouldn't be able to grow and become the leader I needed to be without their help.  This really helped break the ice and showed I had the ability to be a team player.  I still had to work my way in, and although my respect from this person didn't come easily, it did come, and we ended up working very well together.  However, those first few weeks were tough for me.  I needed to learn and ask questions while also providing leadership for my department. It was a daunting task, but once I met the challenge, it made me a much stronger person.  Over time, I was able to share with this person the responsibilities of being a manager, and he/she has become a manager at a different store.  Before he/she transferred, this person came to me and said, “Your being hired was great for this department, and I'm glad it happened.  I'm glad we had the opportunity to work together.”  Lemons turned into lemonade! 
 
Leadership is a tough role. Some parts of the transition were easy for me.  Continuing my ethic as a diligent worker and completing paper work on time are a couple examples of things that came naturally.  Leading by example through work ethic is one of my strongest suits.   Being seen as an authoritative figure was and still is challenging as I am young and new to the management world.  I don't mean authoritative just to my employees only, I also mean to customers as well.  People question me due to my youth. I guess I need gray hair and a few wrinkles (on occasion vast product knowledge isn't enough these days)!  Resolving issues between employees fairly and impartially isn't always as clear cut as you'd like it to be.  Having to answer the tough questions and make judgment calls to resolve customer complaints was something that took me a while to get a handle on (it's never easy being put on the spot).  I have always been a good teacher but sometimes I can't help but wonder if I am doing enough to develop my employees.  Coming into my own is a process.  Having employees understand the company’s goals and how it expects my department to operate can be a hurdle.  Making sure my avenues of communication are accessible and clear between me and all employees is an ever evolving process. A department manager is stuck somewhere between being a boss, a co-worker, and a friend.  I want my employees to respect me as a leader but also feel able to come to me in their time of need.  The boss side of me has to ensure people are working hard, are on task, and staying motivated.  The co-worker in me sympathizes with employees when they are having a bad day, or have been treated poorly by a customer.  The friend in me wants to say, oh, it's ok if you slack off today, I understand, I have a lazy bone occasionally as well.  Knowing you can't allow that "lazy day" to happen is where the lines get murky.
 
The only real insight I have is that there's no one right way but plenty of wrong ways when it comes to a being a department manager.  Sometimes the best way to learn, grow, and develop is through trial by fire and making mistakes.  As a leader you need to be a rock that others can rely upon, but don't be afraid to admit you screwed up. That's what separates the men from the boys. A strong chin and a bit of intelligence paired with a sense of direction can carry you through.  Surrounding yourself with a good team that connects on a personal level is important.  If you enjoy the people you work with, it makes the hard days much easier.  Employ people who are well rounded but vary in their strong suits which allows the opportunity for personal growth.  Don't be afraid to learn. Sure, I am the manager, but that doesn't mean I know everything.  To stay on top, I have to be willing to learn and to evolve. 
 
As always, thanks for reading.  Feel free to make comments!  You'll find this weeks poem is pretty self-explanatory.  A poor man with a dream! 
 
A Case Of Blues 
 
A handsome man walks toward his busted car 
His lifelong dream is to own a classy bar 
It's something he can't begin to afford 
His lucky string is a rusted broken cord 
 
The dreamer's tattered clothes melt into a fitted suit 
He slips into fancy shoes and sheds his shredded boots 
Time piece ticks as he slides it back into his vest 
Bourbon neat as he greets his first guests 
 
He envisions dim yet dazzling blue lights 
Cigar smoke lingers lazily in sight 
Live blue's melodies play low filling the open air 
Jazz tomorrow night to add a touch of flair 
 
Laughter is on the house and is heard all around 
Slow dance by some, hand in hand they are bound 
Applause after a song finishes that touched the crowd 
Now this is work that can leave a man feeling proud 
 
Regulars begin to build as word spreads 
Red leather booths fill with smiling heads 
Beautiful women under crystal chandeliers are finely dressed 
All the men can't hide their wonder and that they are impressed 
 
He wakes to snow fall in a car that won't start with no heat 
Rips in his clothes leave him huddled for warmth in his seat 
A hungry stomach groans and growls angrily at its predicament 
Yet this world shows no real remorse and very little sentiment 
 
Maybe one day he can bring his heart fluttering hope to life 
At the fiber of his being his fixation on this vision runs rife 
Something he can build with his own hands 
Until then he will live in his castle made of sand

Saturday, February 22, 2014

I'm not perfect, but who is?

Hello all,

I have had quite the delay since my last blog entry.  I apologize for the "randomness", if you will, of this one but I hope to make this a semi-regular occurrence from here on out(as long as I can get my hands on Amanda's Mac).

Today I write to you from a townhouse filled with the joys of puppy paws pattering around, in the quaint town of Winchester, VA.  It's a town that's not to big and not to small, has a little bit of everything yet wilderness knocks not far from anywhere. 

Without further ado, the topic of this blog is manners.  Now I'm not perfect, in fact no one is, so don't take this as me sitting on my high horse.  Sometimes I'm in a rush and don't have time for formalities, or sometimes I simply forget my manners and end up regretting it later.  My point being, what encompasses this particular blog are small observations I've made and should be taken as such. 

For the past ten years, yes TEN years I have worked in some form of customer service oriented job.  Whether that be waiting tables, working in a clothing store, being a customer service rep taking phone calls, being a cashier at a grocery store, or, most recently, the manager for a retail business.  Over those ten years I have had a plethora of good experiences, customer service isn't a bad business, but I've also had quite a few not-so-great experiences.  Unfortunately, it's the bad experiences that stay with you.  Not all of what I write here has happened during my time as a faithful employee but a majority of it has.

What amazes me this day in age is that other people are amazed when I say, yes ma'am or yes sir.  Nine times out of ten I get the reply, "son your Momma raised you right".  Why is that?  Are we in such a hurry we forget it's the small things that matter most?  Common courtesy and being polite are an ally, use them, people don't forget kindness.

We are all human and people make mistakes, I know I have.  Sometimes I feel I am more susceptible to making a mistake than getting things right.  Unfortunately, most people's knee-jerk reaction when I make a mistake is to blow things out of proportion, as if I intentionally messed up.  Folks, trust me when I say I wouldn't mess up on purpose.  Also, trust me when I say, you getting furious doesn't help the situation.  I will work more diligently to resolve an issue for someone with an understanding, level head, than someone who has smoke blowing from their ears.  Yelling and pulling hair doesn't make me work any faster, in fact, it mostly makes me want to tell you to skedaddle.  Now if I have delayed and haven't worked toward resolving said issue, causing the problem to fester, then by all means, I most likely deserve to be scolded.  Until then, help me to help you by acting like mature adults.

I've noticed more and more that if I open a door for someone going into or out of a restaurant, or any other place, people lack the ability to utter a simple, thank you.  Why is this?  Am I suppose to open the door for you with a bow and a smile, my king?  And, as the person opening the door, if someone does say thank you for your kindness, please have the courtesy to respond with a, your welcome, it's common courtesy.

If you are driving and you suddenly realize that you're in the wrong lane, your turn is up ahead, frantically flip on your turn signal, and I allow you to cut in front of me...please acknowledge my gesture with a wave of some sort.  It shows appreciation by your doing so.

If my company has a policy that doesn't bode well for your particular situation, such as we don't serve a breakfast food after 11a.m., or my company doesn't install a particular home good yet we sell it, know that I am simply an extension of said company.  I didn't make the rules, but I do accept them and work with them.  If you have a problem with any of our policies know that I am sorry for our inability to service your needs.  If you have a formal complaint you'd like to file I can get you in touch with the proper authorities.  Bashing the worker ant doesn't do much for anyone but give me a headache and make you look like a...mean person.

Being ignored isn't much fun, right?  Here recently I've even had people lack the ability to acknowledge when I say hello to them, and it's not because I'm soft spoken.  I project my voice, yet people will flat out ignore me.  If I am making an effort to help you, and you don't need help, the least you can do is say hello in return and "I'm okay, just browsing."  That's all it takes.  Also, please know if your server at a restaurant is seemingly forgetting to refill your drink on a busy Saturday night, it's not because they've forgotten about you or are ignoring you, it's because they have 4 other tables and are stretched very thin, which isn't necessarily an excuse but it should be noted.  Politely stop them by saying, excuse me, when you have a moment would you please refill my drink?  Your words and the way you use them can go a long way.  As a friend once said to me jokingly, "words are important".  Leaving a bad tip and complaining to the manager hurts all parties involved.  Your server doesn't want you to have a bad experience, trust me, they live off your tips.  Believe me when I say that employee's remember the customers who are a pleasure to deal with and the customers who are a pain.

If I don't know what an ingredient is in a food, or what the aroma's and taste's of a certain wine are out of the 200 my restaurant carries in house, it's not because I'm inept, so don't treat me as such.  I will find out for you if given the opportunity.  If I don't know how something works, know that I have a vast knowledge of 10,000 other items but every day I learn something knew.  Getting bent out of shape because I don't know something isn't the right way to react.  Please treat it as a learning opportunity for both of us, because if you had the information already you wouldn't be asking for my help, and I am here to help so please allow me to do my job.  I will learn from the experience and will never forget it.

Lastly, know that if you are eating at a restaurant and you, your kids, or your family leave a massive mess on the table, someone has to clean that up.  Or if you are in a retail store and open something and leave the package askew and it's contents ajar, someone has to clean that up.  If you are in a clothing store and unfold 15 tee-shirts, someone has to fold those shirts up and put them back in their proper place.  If you are drinking or eating something while shopping don't leave the empty cup on a shelf for me to find later, ask me where the nearest trash can is, chances are I'll even throw it away for you. If you are shopping and pick up an item then 15 minutes later realize you don't need said item, tell someone working at the store, "I decided I didn't need this", and hand it to them instead of hiding it on some random aisle, it shows a touch of character.  I'm not telling you to not unfold those 15 tee-shirts, I'm simply asking you to make a half ditch effort to put them back in the relative location you got them from and semi-neatly...it makes a world of difference to an hourly-waged employee who most likely isn't making a career out of the job.  As my father says, "put things back where you got them from".

The list could go on but I'll stop there.  Remember, a simple thank you, yes ma'am, yes sir, your welcome, acting with patience and kindness, and showing courtesy for others will make your life much richer and fulfilling, it may even make someone's day.  I find it hard to be nice all the time, but I will never lose a customer or miss an opportunity due to a bad attitude.  Maybe I'm sick, have had a horrible day, or am in an extreme rush, but there's never an excuse for being unappreciative.  It's people who make the world go round, act with kindness and if you don't receive kindness in turn, know that you are doing what's right.  Lead by example, do it sometime.  Thank you for taking the time to read my blog and feel free to leave comments.  I appreciate all of them.

With my older posts I had started sharing a poem at the end of the blog.  I shall continue this tradition.  It's self explanatory.  Enjoy!

"Color Me Blind"


Two boys are born on the same day
They’ll lead two different lives even though they have similar ways
One grows up with loving parents and guiding hands
The other has no daddy and a mother on welfare doing all she can
Henry will grow to be considered "the man" only to look at other's down his nose
While Tim will be taught to hate and ride the coat tail of Uncle Sam for his woes
Color me blind, oh, Color me blind
Now Henry is friendly
And Tim knows him
They grow up together but are worlds apart
But life can be sweet as well as tart
Henry is number one in his class
And Tim is smart but hopes sports will help him pass
One boy is warned to stay away from kids like that
The other is being recruited by gang’s because he’s strong and won’t rat
They are friends and quite close
But that isn’t the case for most
Color me blind, oh, Color me blind
Henry goes on to get his college education
Tim doesn’t get his scholarship and seeks alternate validation
One boy starts his own business and paves his own way
While the other lives in numbers by what the streets say
White and blue are the varying hues of their collar
Green is the color of the man who measures by the dollar
A red Ferrari drives one to the top of the planet
It’s a dull and dirty ride on the public transit
Henry is looking for a hard worker to fill a job
But Tim doesn’t have the education and decides to rob
The two boys lead two different lives
They diverged at birth by their cultures jive
They were one in the same with an equal start
But they were divided by society at the heart
Now this story doesn’t always hold true
But it can be argued that life depends on hue
Color me blind, oh, color me blind.