Recently my daughter said to me “you’re not the boss of me” and of course I responded, well for the next eleven years I am.

She was actually just joking with me, but that same day I walked into my office on a weekend day in shorts, a sweatshirt, unshaven and unrecognizable to most of my staff. I walked in because I was checking up on a new division that we had just built out. It was one of our sales centers, and we spent about 50k renovating the space. I have done this several times throughout my career and it usually does not go well. It is usually at five in the morning or earlier and people are in a zombie-like state, strolling in to take calls at my Sales Center. This time was different and I am happy to report that, for the most part, the office was clean, everyone was upbeat and dressed for success.

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