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Miss J - The 2005 Holiday Wrap-up
It’s Christmas again, and Lady J has flown Eastward
to the bosom of her eccentric but highly aristocratic
family at Upper Boyleonthabum Hall somewhere in
rural England. Back to the caroling villagers, the
boozy Midnight Mass and the Boxing Day hunt. Due
to an act of Parliament, this year's Hunt will be minus
the fox, so the Upper Boyleonthabum Hunt will be
using Soames, the gardener, instead. Lady J stares
(dry sherry in hand) out of the window, watching
Soames the gardener run up the poplar path with
Lady Lavinia Fitzallen in hot pursuit on her hunter,
Bucephalus. Word is that he should last about an
hour on the day so everyone (except Soames) is very
excited about the hunt. The Whipper-In has voiced
some concerns on being able to pull a pack of 30
hounds off Soames in time, but Lady Lavinia put his
mind at rest, reassuring him that their Undergardner
should be able to manage on his own.
As she watches Soames disappear over the horizon,
she reminisces on 2005. Away from the bustle of her
American existence, she is transported back to the
various letters and their problems that she received
during the year:
Pal Al was
looking for clients. He was new
to the
business and needed to be proactive in building his
client base by getting LinkedIn, networking, Hoovers,
Zoominfo, etc.
Letty of
Leaf needed to tighten up her time
management and planning skills in order to make her
day more productive.
Eloquent from
Enigma wanted to focus on
communication and was worried that she might sound
like Supperinterruptous, that annoying breed
of sales
person who talks without listening and with little
thought to you or your needs and calls at the most
inopportune moments.
Betsy
wanted to get into shape and hone
her
recruiting skills.
Blotchy was
suffering from a horrible dose
of
Limiting
Assumptionitis. She would assume that
something
would go wrong, or that a person she was calling
wouldn't want to speak to her. How she was
stopping the good things from happening!
Then there was
Delighted,
who needed to
work on
qualifying the jobs she was working on so that her
time was spent working on the requirements that
closest to the money.
Feeling Foul
who just needed to sit down
and
consider what he needed to be thankful for such as
the ability to make piles of money, fabulous free sites
and colleagues to network with.
Bettina
who needed to do face to face
interviews
and had no idea how to do them or where to do them
as she was working from her spare room.
And who could forget
Shaky, who
just got
downright
scared about his new job in recruiting and needed to
be told that by asking open questions and taking
more control he could get into a position where he
was getting more out of his job and making more
happen.
By now, it was not just the dry sherry that was
giving her that warm feeling, it was also remembering
those people that she had managed to help during
the year.
As she drifts back to her little piece of England, she
stares lovingly at Lord B snoring loudly on the chaise
lounge in front of the roaring fire, pipe dangling from
his mouth. Just then, Fortesque, the deaf-blind
butler, comes through the door with a tray of tea and
cucumber sandwiches, and promptly falls over Lord
B's dangling foot, jettisoning lapsang souchong over
both Lord B and 2 of the labs. Lord Humphrey, not
realizing what has happened, enters the room behind
Fortesque, looking for Lady Lavinia, and flies through
the air, landing on top of Lord B, sending his pipe
cleanly up his left nostril. Ah, it’s at times like this
that Miss J wishes she was back across the Pond.
She welcomes 2006 and all that it has to offer, and
hopes that her mail bag contains a wealth of
questions for her to address. She also hopes that
everyone reading her article has a happy holiday and
a happy, healthy, and wealthy New Year.
Fondly,
Miss J
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