“Mitt’s Umbrellas” by Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:51-04:00

Professional courtesy in politics? Yeah, right. But then again—why not? When I was growing up in Missouri in the 70s, I was raised to respect the Office of the President regardless of who the voting public had selected to occupy the Oval Office. And though my parents always had a preference of one candidate over another, I don’t recall

“What business Lacks” by Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:52-04:00

We all have our mentors—those who inspire us in business and, in some extraordinary cases, to simply be better people in and out of the board room. For me, even as a business professional pushing the mid-century mark, that inspiration most recently came in the form of a remarkable Harvard-educated business woman named Janey Lack. Until

“Have you made someone feel important today?” by Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:51-04:00

Everyone wants to feel important—to friends, family and yes, business colleagues. Feeling important is—well—important. Like so many leaders in today’s business community, I was raised in a different business culture—a time before email and texting began to control our daily communications. When a handshake meant more than the Legal Department’s blessing. When walking down the

“What did Dick, Jane and Sally do wrong?” By Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:51-04:00

Like many others of my generation, I learned to read with the affable assistance of Dick, Jane, Sally, and their forward-thinking pooch, Spot. Simple watercolor pictures mentally transformed themselves into written words every time I saw Spot run. I witnessed Sally’s excitement at how Dick’s toy airplane would “go up, up, up.” I applauded when Jane

“Gone with the Wind” by Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:52-04:00

I have often heard it said that art imitates life. In my case, art and life are quite often indistinguishable from each other. And I prefer it stay that way.As someone who makes his living being “creative,” throughout the years I have continued to stretch and challenge my creative muscles (and sometimes my physiological ones)

“The great Krispy Kreme stale donut debacle of 2003” by Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:51-04:00

During their middle school years, my daughter Maribeth announced she wanted to be a music producer while my son Kevin proclaimed his career ambition was to design video games. Ah—glamour jobs! My astute parental response was to attempt to sell them on the importance of product marketing. After all, that’s what dear old dad does

The Legend of Flea Girl by Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:52-04:00

Every manager eventually understands they will have to “manage” the activities of a wide variety of personalities in a diverse set of situations. Truth be told, many of these executives (myself included) secretly loathe this concept. After all, it’s much easier if our subordinates simply have the courtesy to think like we do, right? My cross to bear has

“Please be nice to Siri” by Randall Kenneth Jones

2016-12-09T00:25:52-04:00

Many years ago, when both of my children entered 5th grade in Northern Virginia, they suddenly began dropping the F-bomb. Fart. It seems Mother Nature had predetermined that 5th grade was the perfect year to usher “potty humor” into daily childhood vernacular. Any and all mentions of bodily functions suddenly became both widespread and hysterical.

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