Monday, June 24, 2019

The Cost of a Bad Hire


    

In my last article, I had written about Employee Engagement activity. How we can do and what is important! After reading that article one of my clients shared his experience. First and foremost he appreciated my article. He also informs me that whatever you said that is right. A also believe in employee engagement activities. But after doing this also employees are not engaged. They are quitting the job. What is the reason?
Then we discussed their experiences why they believe so. We came to the conclusion that the reason behind this is the Wrong hiring decision. Cost of wrong hiring always impacts on the bottom line of the company.
“As a business owner or manager, you know that hiring the wrong person is the most costly mistake you can make”. - Brian Tracy

There’s a purpose why companies take their sweet time selecting an apt candidate for a position. It’s because a bad hire has so many negative implications that go beyond monetary damage.

Here, I like to share my experience and researches culled, about how a bad hire can result in costing a company:
1. Experience of Customers: Good Employee always increase your top line but think what will happen if our bad hiring met with customers. Bad hires never serious for their job responsibilities, and even if they can, are always looking for shortcuts, or making customers disappointed due to their lack of customer service. Keeping existing customers or the cost of gaining a new customer both are more expensive. One negative interaction with a bad hire may cause that not only to that customer to walk away but also it will create a negative impact on new customers by word of mouth publicity. Eventually, your brand and reputation will suffer.

2. Financial Cost: Though the unemployment rate is high in India still, the company is not able to find the candidate after spending 2-3 month also. They have spent lots of time and money in recruiting and training. In fact, studies show the real cost of a new hire, in terms of time and money, can be more than 50% of a person’s salary.

The financial costs of hiring a bad (or unsuitable) egg can include:

  •        Time Spent on the recruitment process
  •         Recruitment advertising and external placement consultant fees
  •         Salary payments (yes, even if your new employee isn’t a great fit, you still have to pay them for their time)
  •        Education and training for a new employee
  •        Costs to rehire

3. Decrease Productivity: In a general scenario, people are more intelligent on the resume then they are at actual. What happens if you hired this type of people? The rest of the team could be the one who has to pay it with extra efforts. That will impact on the productivities.  Morale will suffer, standards will drop to the lowest denominator, and eventually, great employees will quit.

4. Increased Turnover: Every organization wants an employee like Virat Kohli who can run the company’s turnover like a booming market. Where there are good employees, bad are also there. There’s one thing which good employees can’t stand – that is having bad employees as their colleagues or managers. So how do great employees react to bad hires? Well, they simply quit.
Hence, the selection process is the key to success for any organization. 95% of the success of any enterprise is determined by the people chosen to work in the enterprise.

According to Brian Tracy, Cost of wrong hiring is between 3 to 6 times the individual annual salary to hire someone and then lose them when they don’t work out. These are the just actual financial costs. This is why companies that have a high rate of turnover are almost invariably low-profit companies. The companies that are the most profitable have turnover rates that are as low as 1 % or 2% per year.

Even if you are in a hurry to find the right person and get someone into that job, practice what Shakespeare said, "Make haste slowly".

Sunday, June 9, 2019

Happiness - State of Mind

Beautiful message explaining how Happiness is a State of Mind. All of us should try to develop such attitude.

A man of 92 years, short, very well-presented, who takes great care in his appearance, is moving into an old people's home today.

After waiting several hours in the retirement home lobby, he gently smiles as he is told that his room is ready.

His wife of 80 has recently died, and he is obliged to leave his home.

As he slowly walks to the elevator, using his cane, I describe his small room to him, including the sheet hung at the window which serves as a curtain.

"I like it very much", he says, with the enthusiasm of an 8 year old boy who has just been given a new puppy.

" You haven't even seen the room yet, hang on a moment, we are almost there. "

" That has nothing to do with it ", he replies.

" It is already decided in my mind that I like my room. It is a decision I take every morning when I wake up. "

" Happiness is something I choose in advance. Whether or not I like the room does not depend on the furniture, or the decor rather it depends on how I decide to see it. "

"I can choose. I can spend my day in bed enumerating all the difficulties that I have with the parts of my body that no longer work very well, or I can get up and give thanks to heaven for those parts that are still in working order. "

"Every day is a gift, and as long as I can open my eyes, I will focus on the new day, and all the happy memories that I have built up during my life. "

"Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw in later life what you have deposited along the way. "

So, my advice to you is to deposit all the happiness you can in your bank account of memories.

Thank you for your part in filling my account with happy memories, which I am still continuing to fill.

Every day is a Bonus.


























Source: #whatsappwonder

Mental World

After a morning walk, a group of doctors was standing at a road-side restaurant enjoying a cup of tea.

Then they saw a man limping towards them.

• One doctor said he has Arthritis in his Left Knee.
• The second said he has Plantar Faciitis
• The third said, just an Ankle Sprain.
• The fourth said, see that man cannot lift his knee, he looks to have Lower Motor Neurons.
• But to me he seems a Hemiplegia Scissors Gait, said the fifth.

Before the sixth could proclaim his diagnosis... the man reached the group and asked,

*"Is there a cobbler nearby who can repair my slipper?"*

Debrief:

We are all confined not only to the planet on which we live, but, metaphorically speaking, we reside within our own mental worlds.  It is difficult to comprehend ideas and circumstances we are not accustomed to hearing and seeing within the invisible parameters that surround our lives.

Thus, one of the causes of our differing perceptions of truth is that we all start from our own set of assumptions.

Friday, June 7, 2019

CUP OF TEA - A Touching Story

 A group of 15 soldiers led by a Major was on their way to the post in the Himalayas where they would be deployed for the next 3 months.
The batch who would be relieved waited anxiously.
It was cold winter intermittent snowfall made the treacherous climb more difficult.
If someone could offer a cup of tea.
the Major thought, knowing it was a futile wish.
They continued for an hour before they came across a dilapidated structure, which looked like a tea shop but locked. It was late in the night.

"No tea boys, bad luck", said the Major. But he suggested all take some rest there as they have been walking for 3 hours.
"Sir, this is a tea shop and we can make tea... We will have to break the lock", suggested one soldier.
The officer was in a great dilemma to the unethical suggestion but the thought of a steaming cup of tea for the tired soldiers made him give permission.
They were in luck, the place had everything needed to make tea and also packets of biscuits.
The soldiers had tea biscuits and were ready for the remaining journey.
The major thought, they had broken the open lock and had tea biscuits without the permission of the owner. They're not a band of thieves but disciplined soldiers.

He took out  Rs1000/- note from his wallet, placed it on the counter, pressed under sugar container so that the owner can see.
The officer was now relieved of his guilt.
He ordered to put the shutter down and proceed.
Three months passed, they continued to do gallantly in their works and were lucky not to lose anyone from the group in the intense insurgency situation.
It was time for another team to replace them.
Soon they were on their way back and stopped at the same tea shop which was open and the owner was present in the shop.
The owner an old man with meager resources was very happy to greet 15 customers.
All of them had tea and biscuits.
They talked to the old man about his life and experience especially selling tea at such a remote place.
The old man had many stories to tell, replete with his faith in God.
"Oh, Baba, if God is there, why should He keep you in such poverty ?", commented one of them.
"Do not say that Sahib! God actually is there, I got proof.
3 months ago."
"I was going through very tough times because my only son had been severely beaten by the terrorist who wanted some information from him which he did not have.
I had closed my shop to take my son to the hospital. Some medicines were to be purchased and I had no money.
No one would give me a loan for fear of the terrorists.
There was no hope, Sahib".
"And that day Sahib, I prayed to God for help. And Sahib, God walked into my shop that day."
"When I returned to my shop, I found lock broken,
I felt I was finished,
I lost whatever little I had.
But
then I saw that God had left Rs 1000/= under the sugar pot.
I can't tell you Sahib what that money was worth that day.
God exists Sahib. He does."
The faith in his eyes was unflinching.
Fifteen pairs of eyes met the eyes of the officer and read the order in his eyes clear and unambiguous, "Keep quiet".
The officer got up and paid the bill.
He hugged the old man and said, "Yes Baba, I know God does exist.
And yes,
the tea was wonderful."
The 15 pairs of eyes did not miss to notice the moisture building up in the eyes of their officer, a rare sight.
The truth is
"Walking on the path of Truth and Compassion, "YOU" can be the  messenger of GOD to anyone."











Source: #whatsappwonder (shared by a soldier friend ...a true story in Kupwara Sector- J&K)

Sunday, June 2, 2019

*You Made A Difference*

This story always reminds me... of the importance of going an extra mile for others...

*You Made A Difference*

There is a story of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn’t play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X’s and then putting a big “F” at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child’s past records and she put Teddy’s off until last.  However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy’s first grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good
manners…he is a joy to be around.”

His second grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is an excellent student,
well-liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.”

His third grade teacher wrote, “His mother’s death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn’t show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren’t taken.”

Teddy’s fourth grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is withdrawn and doesn’t show much interest in school. He doesn’t have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class.”

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy’s. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.

Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. She stifled the children’s laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Teddy stayed after school that day just long enough to say, “Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.” After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.

Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children same, Teddy became one of her “teacher’s pets.” A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, second in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he’d stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor’s degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer. The letter was signed,
Theodore F. Stollard, M.D.

The story doesn’t end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he’d met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

Of course, Mrs. Thompson, did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each other, and Teddy whispered in Mrs. Thompson’s ear, “Thank you, Mrs. Thompson, for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.” Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, “Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn’t know how to teach until I met you.”

*Debrief*

As a teacher – you have the power to change the future of many kids. But with power comes responsibility. Real teaching begins, once you start going beyond the results of the students. Many times, child needs emotional support more than academic support. As a teacher, you should learn to identify and support that.

*Story source*

From the website – llerrah.com