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However, due to executive rule #8 below, this is NOT going to happen at OUR Company.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No executive shall EVER drive a car with a price tag higher than the LOWEST full-time employee’s yearly salary. If they want MORE expensive cars, they need to raise this person’s salary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any executive who joins the company will agree NOT to bring in NEW employees from a previous work relationship. Instead, they will hire/promote from within. At such time as the person who is getting this promotion is incapable of being trained, or refuses the job, then an outsider may be hired (but ONLY if everyone who is as capable of learning this new position declines within a department, or the training would require too much time—such as that of learning how to become a brain surgeon). In this way, no employee shall feel slighted—and the company will ACTUALLY be honest when saying, “We promote from within.” Companies do NOT need new blood; they just need someone capable of thinking OUTSIDE the box! (moreover, we ALL know "the box" is the brains of the current senior management and executive staff). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any new initiatives that executives propose will have to have VERIFIABLE results. They get to see their employees’ efforts every day. Nevertheless, executives are often thinkers, NOT doers. Still, many thinkers create work that is NEITHER profitable NOR verifiable to the company. A computer can generate new ideas for a fraction of the cost of an executive salary: what makes a GOOD executive is the ability to deal with people (civilly, respectfully and inspirationally) and make things happen that are profitable for the company, while NOT being detrimental to its already stretched-thin and overworked workforce. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Executives will NEVER take away benefits from employees. Employees count on these benefits (be it GOOD health insurance, floating holidays, annual Christmas parties, bonuses, etc.) as part of their salary. So if a benefit is taken away for a reduced cost benefit, the executive (e.g. company) shall have to give EACH employee 200% of that benefit cost (albeit in another way—e.g. vacation time, paid time off, perks, etc.).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Executives shall NOT get any other benefits NOT offered to employees other than an increased salary. How is it fair for a beginning executive to have 6 weeks vacation when a 20-year employee only gets less (four, five?). Executives who MUST drive for the company (meaning ONLY sales staff that actually SEES outside clients) shall have a car allowance (one which pays for the car and its upkeep). But if this car is EVER used for personal business—this benefit shall be taken away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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