Setting the FoundationLet me start off by telling you a fairly brief story. Back in 1999-2002, I was employed by a tech startup called eHealthInsurance. It was everything in a technology startup, I wanted. A fresh approach to health insurance, a dynamic management team and the company was eager for me as I was eager for it. I was young. I was hungry. I did wonderful things for that company. In 2001, I spoke with my manager and told him I was expecting a new baby and that I wanted to transfer to our Folsom location and work out the Sacramento area. I got approved to do that. Sold my house in San Jose - moved in with my in-laws, purchased a home in Roseville and the plan was to stay in San Jose until my daughter was born in 2002. Life has a way of throwing these wicked curve balls at you. First, 9/11 happened. As an ex-Firefighter/EMT with Saratoga Fire District, I was devastated. There is a special bond and trust firefighters go through. That was hard.
Then the dot com bubble burst and we entered a bit of a recession at the end of 2001, beginning of 2002. It wasn't until the beginning of 2002 that the VP of engineering who oversaw my IT department, caught wind of my impending move to the Sacramento area. Without mincing words, he rescinded the entire deal. Revoked the approval for me to transfer to Sacramento. Mind you, this was 2 months before my daughter was expected and I had been living with my in-laws for about a month. I had sold my home in San Jose. Moved in with my in-laws and was two months short of my daughters birth and three months short of moving to Roseville. Talk about a shock to our system. What were we going to do?
The Last MeetingI spent the next month or two working my butt off and trying to keep the lines of communication open between me and eHealthInsurance. By the VP of Engineering (I won't mention names - he knows who he is) wasn't having any of it. To add insult to injury, the company had a telecommute policy in place that extended a work-from-home day to any employee who lived more than 50 miles from the office. At our last meeting, I was summarily told that my position would not be transferring to Folsom. Furthermore, I would be required to work from Sunnyvale, 5 days a week and, even if I did move to Folsom/Roseville area (some 120 miles North), I would not be granted the current telecommute policy or be allowed to work even out of the Folsom office on that 5th day. I was dejected and sad. But I knew after 2 months of negotiations and me trying to do the honorable and right thing, that this was it. I walked out of the office, to my desk, grabbed the three pre-typed letters (my just in case, letters) and walked my resignation back to HR, my boss and the VP of Engineering. My time at eHealth Insurance was over. There is a lot more to my story afterwards, but that is best saved for another time.
My point with the preceding was to help point out that as managers we have a responsibility for the health and well-being of our employees, before that of their jobs. Our most critical resource and assets are the people, themselves. This VP lost sight of that. Business was business and there would be no middle ground. He didn't care about my circumstances or the crumbling economy around us, or my new baby girl, or the very fact that my manager, the Director of IT, authorized this change 6 months prior.
Understanding NowFast forward to now. Now, I am a Vice President of IT. I manage people and have responsibilities and I answer to people still above my pay grade. But that doesn't negate the compassion or empathy I must have to effectively manage my people with their myriad of issues, personal and professional.
I spoke with one of my employees today and they need to talk with me about their mental well being and feelings of depression since the world was halted by COVID-19. I immediately sympathized and told them they weren't alone in their feelings. There have been mornings that I haven't wanted to crawl out of bed. It is like being in a state of limbo, caught between some sort of permanent vacation and work.
lines between personal lives and professional lives have been grayed out completely to the point of stretching work days into 10-12 hours interspersed with being cooped up in your home with 4 other people who aren't co-workers. Some days, I don't take showers. Some days, I don't wear pants (not if I have a video call!), but you get the idea. I have had two haircuts now, from my wife. She has done a wonderful job, but she is a Marcom Coordinator for another tech company - she isn't a hairstylist.
So I listened and we talked for a bit. It doesn't matter what the employee was seeking from me. It mattered that I listened, was receptive and more importantly, with compassion and understanding, I was accommodating during a very difficult economic and health crisis.
This employees health and well-being, was more important to me than their job. I understood what they were saying. The conversation ended very well.
RevelationsWhat was interesting is that as I was reflecting on this meeting, it occurred to me that I was the VP I needed to be, to the person, in every way that I needed my VP to be to me, back in 2002! In 26 years of working in Information Technology, my goal has always been to take the best of the best managers I have had and couple it with my passion for I.T. and be the best version of a boss that I could be. And subconsciously, I proved it with this person, recently.
I was a better version than that VP of Engineering from eHealth Insurance in 2002. My conscious is clear and I now feel a strong moral victory.
It is important that as managers and supervisors of people, we take the time out to be understanding and live with compassion and empathy. Yes, business is business, but that is not how I run my organization or business.
We are living in very strange times. COVID-19, forced shelter-in-place orders, the recent protests for #BLM movement and the new economic recession we are in are taking a mental toll on a lot of people. Our expectations for a separation of work life and personal life have slowly been stripped away over the past 100 days. Depression and mental confusion will seep in. Maintaining focus on projects and tasks becomes more and more difficult. It is our jobs to do what we can, to take care of the people in our charges, be them engineers, or firefighters, or nurses, or clerks. The mental well-being and health of my employees, comes before any job or task they need to perform - always. This should be how we all operate, everyday.