Category: workplace

  • Courtesy in HR

    My parents raised me well. They taught me to say “please” and “thank you” and all that good stuff.

    I wish some Human Resources folks had been raised by my parents.

    During the dot.com boom, HR people were everyone’s best friend. Desperate to keep their current employees AND attract new ones in an employee-favored market, they were all smiles and were seemingly never remiss in returning a phone call or e-mail from a prospective or current applicant.

    In this negative economic shift we’ve been experiencing during which unemployment has grown by leaps and bounds, HR people have become decidedly less happy.

    They’ve had the face the unpleasant task of laying people off — sometimes for the first time in their company’s history. And of course, they’ve likely started each morning with a few hundred if not thousand e-mails from desperate job applicants vying for perhaps one or two job openings… many of whom are not even remotely qualified for the positions.

    It’s easy to see how so many HR people have become justifiably cranky. But somewhere along the line, they also lost both their sense of courtesy and professionalism.

    In each of the following examples, I had applied for positions that I was well qualified for, and had sent a brief but highly-tailored cover letter along with my resume.

    Companies A, B, C, D, E and F didn’t acknowledge my interest at all. Not so much as a simple automated note.

    Company G’s mailbox was full, and my resume bounced back. I sent another e-mail to them two days later, but never heard anything from them.

    I e-mailed my resume directly to a senior employee I had met from Company H, and she assured me I’d hear back within one week. I didn’t. I wrote a polite followup note, and was told that my resume was up for review at a meeting that Thursday, and I would hear back within a day or two after that. One week later, still nothing. Politely persistent, I wrote again, and — to company H’s credit — I at least then did get an anwer (albeit a painful “no”).

    I was not just well-suited, but perfectly-suited for a position at Company J, and so you can imagine my disappointment upon not getting an acknowledgment from my submission. That is, until about 5 weeks later, when I received a friendly postcard from them thanking me for my interest. Well, better late than never!

    In fact, excepting the delay, Company J was the only one to get things right.
    Acknowledgement: They acknowledged receiving my resume.
    Appreciation: They thanked me for my interest in their company.
    Information: They noted that my resume would remain on file for one year, and I’d be contacted if there was a match in the meantime.

    Just three little things… three sentences… filled with important meaning. In fact, I now have a greater — albeit unintentional — understanding of all the companies I sent resumes to.

    Companies A-F are either so disorganized or so callous that they can’t be bothered with even acknowledging resumes.

    Company G recruits via a Hotmail address. What else can I say about that?

    Company H is a bit confused, but at least well-meaning and communicative.

    Company J is rather backlogged, but otherwise on the ball.

    And let me tell you, we employees (even temporarily unemployed ones) talk about our experiences with many of our friends, and likely most of us have long, long memories. Well after the pendulum has shifted once again back into employees’ favor, we’ll remember which companies had the courtesy to acknowledge us and which ones did not.

    Sadly, a senior HR person I spoke with recently felt that I was way out of line in my expectations. “It’s obvious what the answer is when you don’t GET an answer, Adam. If they were interested in you, you’d hear back, trust me.” This woman, actually a former colleague of mine, further noted that HR people are already swamped enough, and that it’d be ridiculous to expect them to reply to each and every applicant.

    But, IMHO, it is she (as an HR person) who should change her behaviors and expectations. Here’s why:

    – Acknowleding an applicant’s interest in one’s firm should be considered unquestionably indispensible, or as my dad would say, “just the right thing to do.” Can anyone imagine a company rep saying, “Hmm… we’re kind of busy, so I think we’ll avoid responding to 98% of our customers’ [or partners’] queries. Let’s only write back to the important ones”?

    – It would take approximately 5-10 minutes TOTAL to write a short informative message (similar to what Company J mailed me) and set it to be sent as an autoreply for all incoming resume submissions. Heck, to avoid inane return e-mails, the HR folks could even set a reply address as “do-not-reply@please.com” or something similarly instructive.

    Is long-term goodwill worth 5-10 minutes? Maybe I’m in the minority, but I think you know where I stand.

    And is this rant above likely to further hamper my employment chances? Not with any company I’d like to be employed with.

  • Short People Got… No Reason to Live

    So this afternoon, against my better judgement, I got drawn into an online discussion about racism. I added my two cents (bringing up the McWhorter Interview I mentioned in my blog here), and then also added my concerns about and frustrations with heightism.

    As shown on this Web site, short folks are not only the butt of jokes in songs, movies, and general conversation, but are also systematically discriminated against at work (hired and also promoted less often than taller people), as well as in the social and dating spheres. Not just anecdotally (though I have plenty of personal experience in this area), but statistically and scientifically.

    After my post, I was practically laughed and boo’ed out of the thread.

    How dare you even equate being short with being black, folks shouted at me. You’re talking apples and oranges, they insisted. Were you ever a slave, were you ever property?

    No, I responded. Were you? You, PERSONALLY? Didn’t think so.

    One kind fella came to my aid.

    So, the difference between the following two statements:
    I was overlooked for a promotion because I’m black.
    I was overlooked for a promotion because I’m short.


    Is? The answer: The black guy has legal recourse, and won’t get told to “just shut up because he’s imagining it.”

    As I noted repeatedly in the discussion I was having, I was neither attempting to minimize the impact of discrimination against minorities, such as blacks, nor even trying to argue that heightism is equal in scope or severity to such discrimination… particularly historically.

    But at the same time, heightism IS nonetheless a frustrating and insidious covert form of discrimination… and a form for which, I fear, there are no solutions. I can’t see mandating hiring quotas for short people, or forcing women to date guys under 5’8″.

    It’s one of those things that we short people just have to live with and adapt to.

    It’d sure be nice, however, if our frustrations were at least acknowledged and not laughed off as mere insecurities or paranoia.

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    Edited on November 7, 2009 to add this link to the strange-but-catchy Randy Newman piece:

  • The Free (and stupid) Market

    This evening I read about yet another large company, Cingular Wireless, discontinuing some basic perks for employees.

    No more coffee.
    No asprin to help with the caffeine withdrawal headaches.
    And no more company paid-for snacks of any kind.

    Total company-wide savings: Supposedly just over $1 million.

    That seems like a lot until you compare it against the combined salaries of the executive officers.

    $100 million, perhaps? Not unlikely.

    At competitor Verizon, compensation for the CEO alone was over $9 million in 2000.

    So here’s a radical thought. What if every executive earning over $100,000 at Cingular (and companies in similar predicaments) voluntarily contributed 1% of their salary to maintain “quality of life” perks at their respective companies?

    Morale would soar, you’d have a lot fewer sleepy or headache’y employees, and overall, the quality of output would probably improve or at least not deteriorate.

    Call it a “Worker Productivity Contribution” of sorts. And let’s face it… when folks are getting $9 million a year, is 1% off the top really going to affect THEIR lifestyles all that much?

    Then again, even post-Enron it seems that most Americans just aren’t very concerned about these sort of things. Sure, every once in a while there’s a “Fat Cat CEO Thrives as Company X Lays Off 12,000” story which results in some mumblings and ineffective rumblings for a short time. But nothing really changes with our screwy American economic system, which continues to so blithely reward those executives who, well, screw over the most employees in the short run and investors in the long run.

    The Invisible Hand is more like a pickpocket than a guide. Adam Smith must be rolling over in his grave.

  • Beware the Googlewock, my son!

    So I was applying to work at Acme. Inc., a fitness-related company that specializes in stuff that is close to my heart (no pun intended). I checked out their Web site and while I didn’t find a current job opening that was appropriate for me, I decided to send a cover letter to the HR address listed to suggest some specific online community work I could do for them (and why it’d help their bottom line). I figured that even if my specific offer didn’t interest them, they could at least keep my info ‘on file,’ right?

    “pcanthos@acme.com” was the e-mail address listed on their site, and being the enterprising soul I am, I decided to Google “pcanthos.” Up came several hits for “Paul Canthos” in a context that clearly demonstrated this was the same guy… with many forum posts dealing with triathalons and nutrition issues! Woo hoo! With such a (likely) rare name unmasked, I could now smartly write, “Dear Mr. Canthos,” instead of the more gender neutral, “To whom it may concern.”

    And I did.

    I wrote a passionate and extremely targeted note to Mr. Canthos, detailing how I could increase Acme’s profitability by extending their online community and creating valuable e-mail newsletters for them to send to their large and loyal customer base.

    And I received a very curt two line reply.

    Please check our website for currently open positions. When you find a position posted that you’d like to be considered for, please send your resume at that time.

    And it was from a PAMELA Canthos.

    Oops.

    Did I mention that I hate job searching?

  • Working dumb vs. working smart then getting the hell out of the office

    Working dumb vs. working smart then getting the hell out of the office

    So far in my job searching, I’ve found that corporate Web sites often provide more amusement or frustration than enlightenment.  E-mail addresses that deliver text into black holes, submission forms that don’t submit, and — my favorite — Web sites that don’t even list a company’s actual physical mailing address.  Are they in Berkeley or Boise?  Who knows!

    But — color me easily amused — last night I discovered a company’s HR pages listing among their full-time job benefits: “Paid vacation days.”  Several things came to mind:

    1. We’re talking days, not weeks here?  Notice the perk wasn’t listed as [x] amount of paid vacation.
    2. Are there any companies offering full time jobs without any paid vacation days?  What next, an HR page bragging about “use of office chairs” or “free use of office bathrooms!”?
    3. Do non-American firms similarly list the existence of vacation days as a perk?
    4. Will this blog entry get me blacklisted from certain companies?

    Of course, you can probably guess the overall issue I’m getting at here: American companies are notoriously stingy about vacation days.  And forgive me for sounding lazy, but in my not so humble opinion, there’s something wrong with a culture in which it’s common to hear bragging about hours worked and vacation days NOT taken.  The whole quantity vs. quality thing.

    I don’t know who is more to blame: American companies for typically granting new employees a stingy 10 days of vacation a year (compared to 20-30 in Europe), or Americans for taking pride in the fact that they’re so “hard working”… and not ashamed to “see” 5 countries in 10 days on their forced-whirlwind European vacation.

    And the sad thing is… this sort of warped-work-ethic seems to be in place regardless of the economy.  In the boom times here in San Francisco, seemingly no one dared take even a day off of their Internet-paced job, since every minute counted towards and following that big IPO!

    Now that the economy has cooled and headhunters have ceased calling folks like me every 3 days, employees are fearful not of losing opportunities, but losing their jobs if they appear to be less hard-working than the person in the cubicle next to them.

    Worse yet, it seems that companies are increasingly valuing people who work longer rather than people who work smarter.  Similarly, our society seems to grant more ‘prestige’ upon careers that require greater time expenditures.  Note the stereotypically proud: “My son is a lawyer!” or surgeon or doctor and so on.  Conversely, I’ve heard lots of snickering directed towards my teacher friends who “have it easy, with their summers off and all.”

    In a strange twist of logic and self-adjustment, then, I’ve noticed that several of my friends are actively staying at work longer even when there’s no more work to do… resulting in them filling up their time with IM’ing,
    e-mailing, Web surfing, anything so long as they give ‘face time’ to their company and don’t appear to be slacking by “going home early.”

    In contrast, at one of my last jobs I was lucky enough to have a smart set of colleagues in my department; we worked hard when we had deadlines and often worked late as needed, and then arrived into work late when there was less work to do.  When we had client meetings in the morning, we’d come in early to prep, and then go home early, and so on.  In other words, we worked efficiently, tailoring our schedule according to the needs of our colleagues, our clients, and yes, ourselves.  I still put in certainly more than 40 hours a week, but I believe I accomplished quite a bit more than some overworking-but-underachieving-colleagues who routinely burned the midnight oil.

    So I ask… when will the rest of America’s companies and workers wise up to working smarter, not harder?  If we need any encouragement, let’s note the French, who have a mandated 35-hour work week, eat long and delicious meals, and still manage to stay beautiful and thin.

    Although, hmm, they all smoke, too.  But I guess I digress, and this is stuff for another post 🙂