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My entire life I have been treated as an expat, a foreigner, at my home. It hurted to be called that because it made me realize that I didn't belong there. Now that I am in the country of my passport, I'm an outsider once more; not that it hurts as I don't belong from here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Though now I am seriously starting to question exactly where is it in the world that I belong to? Where's my home?&lt;br /&gt;
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Guess for now it suffices to say the answer is: NOWHERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21292989-8543469215537981119?l=determined-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So what I write here is purely from my own personal experience or lessons shared with me from my friends and people I have met during my work experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 1: Unclear roles - Live with it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world you would start your very first day at your very first job, with an Job Description already emailed to you and a exact plan of your first day and the months ahead. In this perfect world you would have a mentor at work or a boss who will always be there to help you and answer your questions. If ever you felt overwhelmed or lost or confused you would have someone to talk to. Guess what? Perfect world or workplaces are rare occurance. Don't be shocked if you have no clue of your role, or if no one seems to care if you are lost or you got a zillion questions swamping your mind. at the end, you have to act like a professional and live with it. The business world is competitive and if you dont catch up someone else will. a moment of doubt or a moment of panic from your side, and it will only take seconds for tables to turn. remember, you will be tested on major assignments or even a minor task like making a hotel reservation. and unlike unversity where to get to drop the worst quiz score, everything counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 2: Take the initiative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my very first assignment on my full-time job was to sort the bsuiness cards of my boss. my project list increased from my second month onwards. how? because i took the initiative. the trick with initiation is that you should keep your eyes, ears, and mind open all the time. if there is an opportunity that can benefit your department or the business functions, regardless of its size, seize it! make that recommendation to your boss, even if he rejects it. and take my word for it - of all the ideas or suggestions you put forward only 2-5% of them will be accepted. but the game doesn't end here. your boss might have an idea for a project but no specific action plan, take the first step and volunteer to devote your time to it, even if you are clueless. This shows your eagerness to learn, your professionalism, your determination to succeed, and lets not forget your initiaion. however, the last impression that this will leave on your boss mind is - "Hey I can depend on this person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 3: Objectivity please!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt this lesson the hard way. here's the lesson: never ever, and i mean ever times inifinity, show your emotions; always stay objective. a project may drain you physically and emotionally. Stay calm! you may end up tearing away all the hair on your head. Stay calm! you want to scream and talk your heart out to anyone. Stay calm! Why? because at the end of the day its only work. and take my word on this - your boss will tell you the exact same thing, "Its only work. nothing to get upset over." remember, this is also a test of your endurance. you are new at your job and your boss and the top management don't know you. they dont know if you have the ability and willingness to go that extra mile and live up to the responsibilities of senior positions. so in the end it is a test that you have to pass and go through. you cannot let your emotions control you. and if you ever feel this happening take a break: go for a walk, have a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 4: Self-Reflection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above brings us to the next lesson: Self Reflection. I am still trying to master this. But its a lesson a friend of mine shared with me. What he says is that you have to act like a professional at all time and with everyone regardless of their position or level in the organization. Every time you work on a project, make a presentation, write a report, talk to clients, are in a difficult situation, or merely talking to a colleague. Step back, think about what happened, what did you do right or wrong, and how could you have made the situation end in best possible way. This exercise will not only help you realize your strong points but also you weak areas. remember the idea is to be the best at your position and be the star of your department. and this exercise will help you achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 5: What is the purpose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every business communication starts with the purpose in mind. This is the most stressed on point and dont be surprised if your boss cuts you to ask you 'what is the purpose?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 6: Going beyond your area of expertise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in Human Resources Department. Big deal! When I meet with an Accountant, Cost Control Engineer, or anyone for that matter they would expect me to know exactly what their work process is and what their role/duties. Not knowing all these pieces of information would make it seem as if you are acting stupid on purpose. So a piece of advice: take time out and sit with people from other departments to know their department process and job role of their personnel. And again you have to take the initiation; no one gives you the information you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 7: Birds of feather always speak together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been taught at university that respect diversity and cherish it. However, in work life diversity is nothing more than groups the key to entering to which is language. From my personal experience in UAE, nearly all the Arabs will talk in Arabic when together even in a meeting without giving second thought for translation for non-Arabs. And complain as long and hard as you want; this is the part of working culture which they will neither acknowledge nor ever change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 8: Thou shall always be a professional&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if this is true for other professional but from my experience as an HR Assistant I have had people asking me all sorts of questions to check if I have enough knowledge about various aspects of HR. they might have read of some terminology or best practice and want further explanation or they might simply stating their disbelief in its practicality. Bottom line: as a professional in your field you will be expected to know everything and be able to explain the same convincingly to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 9: Thou shall not make friends at work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of office politics? This is how it starts; people trying to cross the line to become too friendly and get details about your personal life from you. Then they mix the facts from your personal and work life and start giving you their own opinions; all of which are then discussed with others when the topic of conversation is changed to you, and of course behind your back. Be friendly but never cross that fine line. You may be spending a major part of your life at work and in office with your office mates; but never cross that fine line because the world beyond that fine line is purely political and extremely dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 10: Word of a manager is the last word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you did all the hard work and at the end of the day you get no appreciation, simple “Thank-you” or “Well Done”, and worst your boss presents your work as his/her to their senior. What can you do? NOTHING. Even when your boss may be good for nothing and making you do everything. You can do NOTHING. Even when you boss is biased and always favors that one person; giving them the best appraisal, rewards and everything else in their power. You can still do NOTHING. Because the truth is that the word of your boss will always be given more importance than yours; even to the top management despite presenting them clear and convincing proofs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 11: Your career is yours don’t trust anyone with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The HR Department of any company will you that they have a career, training &amp;amp; development plan for you; or if there isn’t one that they will be working on one for you. However, you have to be the judge of how true this really is. In an ideal company you really may have a wonderful career plan outlined for you and already receiving training of some kind or the other. But if you are not; then here’s the thing you have to take your career in your own hands at all time. Trust no one but yourself to enhance your career, to move from position A to B, to enroll in that training course that you always wanted and which will get you the promotion you deserve. Things don’t happen, you have to make them happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now these are the few lessons that I can think of. Do feel free to share your comments, ideas, suggestions, advice and definitely lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Things+they+don%27t+teach+you+in+business+school" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.4em; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt=" " src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Things+they+don%27t+teach+you+in+business+school" /&gt;Things they don't teach you in business school&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Work+Culture" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Work+Culture" alt=" " /&gt;Work Culture&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Business+Lessons" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=Business+Lessons" alt=" " /&gt;Business Lessons&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/HR+advice" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=HR+advice" alt=" " /&gt;HR advice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21292989-5779707978913919175?l=determined-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I quiet agree with the authors and the 12-steps (listed below) that they propose in this book for anyone who is working on their very first job. They argue that succeeding in your job starts with first you, then your colleagues, then organization and then the job. But I believe that when you finally manage to get your first job, you already possess some elements of the 'right attitude'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the purpose of your position?&lt;/strong&gt; You need to start with first understanding the role of your position in your department and your organization. Have a look at the job description and job specification documents for your position. Understand why is each responsibility of your position important. Once you have a clear picture of your position and what does it fit in department and the organization, then you focus on other issues: like adjusting your expectations, understanding the organization culture, taking time to socialize with your colleagues, understanding the current proccesses of your department and the organization in general, taking the initiative, and understanding how your current position will help you achieve your future goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 12-steps proposed by the authors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Individual focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Step 1: Adopt the right attitudes&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Adjust your expectations&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Master breaking-in skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People Focus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Manage the impressions you make&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: Build effective relationships&lt;br /&gt;Step 6: Become a good follower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organization focus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 7: Understand your organization’s culture&lt;br /&gt;Step 8: Adapt to the organizational system&lt;br /&gt;Step 9: Understand your new-hire role&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work task focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Step 10: Develop work smarts&lt;br /&gt;Step 11: Master the tasks of your job&lt;br /&gt;Step 12: Acquire the knowledge, skills, and abilities you need &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/HRM" rel="tag"&gt;HRM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/How+to+succeed+in+your+first+job+-+tips+for+new+college+graduates" rel="tag"&gt;How to succeed in your first job - tips for new college graduates&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Elwood+F.+Holton" rel="tag"&gt;Elwood F. 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Still a pretty good read.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Background on the author:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Described as a management guru, Warren Bennis is a professor of business administration at the University of Southern California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Becoming a Leader was written by Bennis in the 1980’s and consists of “an important series of insights into the qualities which make for successful, long-lasting leadership abilities.” (The Midwest Book Review).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why leaders are required?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Looking back at history, it can be noticed that people have always needed leaders who could guide them through adversities and create a vision for them that would enhance their current condition. However, history also tells us that not all leaders worked for the welfare of their people. Some may have their own self-interest set as the first priority. But whatever the situation might be, Bennis has found similar qualities among all the leaders. Some of these qualities are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Relating well to others&lt;br /&gt;· Motivating people and attracting [them]&lt;br /&gt;· [Applying the] golden rule, “the leader treats people the way he likes to be treated”.&lt;br /&gt;· [Showing] trust in others&lt;br /&gt;· Vision, inspiration, empathy, and trustworthiness – are manifestations of a leader’s judgment and character&lt;br /&gt;· Competence - a true sense of mastery of the task, level of human sensitivity, tact, compassion, and diplomacy.&lt;br /&gt;· Ability not to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To master the competitive environment [Bennis said that] leaders must first understand the challenges of the 21st century. [The] second step is to change the culture [of the organization to adhere to the challenges]”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1: Understanding the Challenges:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To become a true leader one must know the world as well as one knows oneself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding the challenges involves two things. &lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt;, studying the environment or the changes taking place in the market the organization competes in, recognizing the opportunities and making the best use of these opportunities. Looking at the challenges of the 21st century, Bennis mentions 5 potential forces working [currently] on the world and on organizations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Technology&lt;br /&gt;· Global interdependence&lt;br /&gt;· Mergers and acquisitions&lt;br /&gt;· Deregulations and regulations&lt;br /&gt;· Demographics and values&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second&lt;/strong&gt;, the leader must know and understand himself well. This is because “leaders are not born, but made, and usually self-made”. Bennis mentions 4 lessons that help a leader in knowing himself better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;Lesson 1&lt;/strong&gt;: “You are your own best teacher”&lt;br /&gt;A leader knows his own strengths and weaknesses better. For him “learning is experienced as a personal transformation”; whereby he teaches himself the lessons of the life that cannot be passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;Lesson 2&lt;/strong&gt;: “Accept responsibility. Blame no one”&lt;br /&gt;This lesson can be summarized in the words of John Wooden, “failure is not crime. Low aim is”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;Lesson 3&lt;/strong&gt;: “You can learn anything you want to learn”&lt;br /&gt;Kaplan explained this when he said, “Unless you have the appetite to absorb new and potentially unsettling things, you don’t learn… part of it is temperament. It’s a kind of fearlessness and optimism and confidence, and you’re not afraid of failure.”learning from experience involves looking back into ones childhood and adolescence and understanding what happened to oneself then so as to make things happen now. It also involves looking at ones experiences that occurred in the present, taking risks with the knowledge that failure is as vital as it is inevitable, looking at the future as an opportunity to do all those things that one couldn’t do, and finally to use ones instincts and seize the opportunity that are offered by life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from understanding the challenges that the organization might face, a leader should also be involved in innovative learning; this is when the leader anticipates (that he is being active and imaginative rather than passive and habitual), he learns by listening to others, and he participates in shaping the events rather than being shaped by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2: Changing the Culture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For a leader to initiate change in the organization he needs to have strategic thinking; this requires a leader to have a vision of where he wants the organization to be. He then finds all possible ways to reach that vision by using the techniques of altering, connecting, comparing, and revising. Once he knows his options he selects the best one, alters it by looking at its positive and negative aspects, examines it objectively, and finally devises a plan with detailed tasks to be accomplished to make the vision come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For leaders to make changes in the organization, they have to undergo the following steps:&lt;br /&gt;· Define the organization’s mission, so as to frame its activities and inform its work force.&lt;br /&gt;· Create a flexible environment in which people are not only valued, but encouraged to develop to their full potential, and treated as equals rather than subordinates.&lt;br /&gt;· Reshape the corporate culture so that creativity, autonomy, and continuous learning replace conformity, obedience and rote; and long-term growth, not short-term profits, is goal.&lt;br /&gt;· Transform the organization from a rigid of autonomous units.&lt;br /&gt;· Encourage innovation, experimentation and risk taking.&lt;br /&gt;· [Constantly] anticipate future by reading the present.&lt;br /&gt;· Make new connections within the organizations, and new relationships within the work force.&lt;br /&gt;· Make new alliances outside the organization&lt;br /&gt;· Constantly studying the organization from the outside as well as the inside.&lt;br /&gt;· Identify and respond to new and unprecedented needs in the work force.&lt;br /&gt;· Be proactive rather than reactive, comfortable with ambiguity and uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Way for companies to encourage and stimulate learning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bennis mentions 3 ways in which companies can stimulate learning of leadership skills in executives in their early career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;Opportunity = empowerment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bennis explains this as giving the opportunities to the executives to lead projects, practice their skills, and learn more through job rotation. However, these opportunities should be challenging for them. “The higher the stakes, more opportunity there are for learning – of course – the more opportunity there is for failure and mistakes. Failure and mistakes are a major source of vital experience.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;Meaning = engagement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bennis explains that companies should have clear mission statements so that its employees will know how their efforts will be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;Learning = leading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Employees should not just be given the opportunities, tests and rewards to learn. Rather they should be motivated to learn to work as team and with other members of the organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Universities…contribute…to make a dog obedient to you”:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bennis mentions at the start of the book, “Schools or universities are better at training than educating. This is unfortunate since training does not contribute in making a leader but to make a dog obedient to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At another place, Bennis criticizes universities for “producing throngs of narrow minded specialist who may be wizards at making money, but who are unfinished as people. These specialists have being thought how to do, but they have not learned how to be.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we believe that Bennis does not justify when making these statements. A true leader recognizes the opportunities in the environment, creates a vision, develops a plan to make the vision come true and then translates the vision to the employees in a way they would understand it better. Universities undertake projects to make its students experience the work environment and work in groups. Students are made to think of ideas for these projects and then they work as a team to make their idea work. Bennis said, “True understanding comes from reflecting on your experience”. However, these projects are short term, thereby giving little time for the students to do reflective thinking while working on the project and exhibit their leadership skills to full extend in it. However, students do learn, to a certain degree, how to work in groups, delegate tasks among themselves, and to make the best use of the available skills (resources) on the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In short, leaders recognize the changes taking place in their environments and take the incentive to make the change. The qualities of the leaders include that they manage the dream, they embrace, they encourage reflective backtalk, they encourage dissent, they posses the Nobel factors of optimism, faith and hope, they understand the Pygmalion effect in management, they have a certain “touch”, they see the long view, they understand stake holder symmetry, and they create strategic alliances and partnerships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Warren+Bennis" rel="tag"&gt;Warren Bennis&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/On+Becoming+a+Leader" rel="tag"&gt;On Becoming a Leader&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Leadership" rel="tag"&gt;Leadership&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Corporate+Leadership" rel="tag"&gt;Corporate Leadership&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21292989-115229752356118279?l=determined-capricorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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