Food For Thought: Loyalty is A Seven Letter Word

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Loyalty is a Seven Letter Word    (Part 1)

One seldom writes a newsletter because they happen to be great a writer. The same applies to blogging. As a business, we assume that there is an audience eager to digest and intellectualize what is in our newsletter. A communications business is no different than any other firm – the mechanics are the same – the problems are no different.   This isn’t a great mystery.

We’ve committed ourselves to impart information about marketing and advertising. The idea is to help the reader in some manner. After all, we’re in this together – whatever this is – hopefully, we’ll come out smarter because of the experience.

Right now, I’m freestyling. I intended to write on something else, but my mind feels like it’s swimming in a sea of melancholia. This is attributable to a thoughtful LinkedIn article I read this morning. The topic had to do with whether one should be silent as they are looking for another job. I have some thoughts about that.

Pay attention, millennial.

My contention is that one must be careful about burning bridges. They know it, but the reasons are lost on them. Often when a person is looking for another job, it may result in the employer ending the relationship early; that very possibility may compel that employee to just leave. My feelings are colored by personal history; my views are shaped by it.

I once worked for a public interest law firm. People figuratively sat their hair on fire and used the strands as fuses for Molotov cocktails – we were radicals, baby. Okay, that was especially the case if you had a trust fund. Anyway, some people believed that I was the resident head of radicalism – exemplified by a three-piece suit and a Che’ Guevara beret.

One day, after a lot of office turmoil, this very interesting woman walked into my office and sat down. She waxed eloquently about how she was dying to meet me, yak, yak, yak. It turns out she was sort of an imported hitwoman whose sole job was to get rid of me. She was sent by our funding source. “White shoe” law firms used her to devise ways of dismissing problematic employees. Wynonna Earp, a cute, but deadly enforcer.

Well, I silently started my job search, yet soon announced my intent to call it a wrap, in advance of leaving. Despite the corporate bat feces that had been directed at me, I felt obligated to let Boss Hogg and his herd know.

It strikes me that most people think it’s proper to search by stealth and announce they are leaving. Personal choice. I’ve seen some people develop an attitude that can be interpreted as:

“I don’t owe you nothin’, so I’m outta here.”

To me, this is wrong. I felt obligated to the people that paid me a paycheck, even though I took my Che’ Guevara fakery seriously. Boss Hogg and the Hazzard County Commission were really decent people and seemed sincere at my going away party. Wynonna Earp stayed outside poised like a gunfighter.

Damn. A crazy girl with a gun ready to kill my future…Damn.

Bernard Alexander McNealy

CDM Digital Advertising Agency LLC

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