A Boss Who Tells it LIke it is

A Boss Who Tells it Like it Is …

To All My Valued Employees,

There have been some rumblings around the office about the future of
this company, and more specifically, your job. As you know, the economy
has changed for the worse and presents many challenges. However, the good
news is this: The economy doesn’t pose a threat to your job. What does
threaten your job however, is the changing political landscape in this
country.

However, let me tell you some little tidbits of fact which might help
you decide what is in your best interests.

First, while it is easy to spew rhetoric that casts employers against
employees, you have to understand that for every business owner there
is a back story. This back story is often neglected and overshadowed by
what you see and hear. Sure, you see me park my Mercedes outside. You’ve seen
my big home at last year’s Christmas party. I’m sure all these flashy icons
of luxury conjure up some idealized thoughts about my life.

However, what you don’t see is the back story.

I started this company 28 years ago. At that time, I lived in a 300
square foot studio apartment for 3 years. My entire living apartment was
converted into an office so I could put forth 100% effort into building a
company, which by the way, would eventually employ you.

My diet consisted of Ramen Pride noodles because every dollar I spent
went back into this company. I drove a rusty Toyota Corolla with a
defective transmission. I didn’t have time to date. Often times, I stayed home
on weekends, while my friends went out drinking and partying. In fact, I
was married to my business – hard work, discipline, and sacrifice.

Meanwhile, my friends got jobs. They worked 40 hours a week and made
a modest $50K a year and spent every dime they earned. They drove
flashy cars and lived in expensive homes and wore fancy designer clothes. Instead
of hitting the Nordstrom’s for the latest hot fashion item, I was
trolling through the discount store extracting any clothing item that didn’t
look like it was birthed in the 70’s. My friends refinanced their mortgages and
lived a life of luxury. I, however, did not. I put my time, my money,
and my life into a business with a vision that eventually, some day, I too,
will be able to afford these luxuries my friends supposedly had.

So, while you physically arrive at the office at 9am, mentally check
in at about noon, and then leave at 5pm, I don’t. There is no “off” button
for me. When you leave the office, you are done and you have a weekend all to
yourself. I unfortunately do not have the freedom. I eat, and breathe this
company every minute of the day. There is no rest. There is no weekend.
There is no happy hour. Every day this business is attached to my hip
like a 1 year old special-needs child. You, of course, only see the fruits
of that garden – the nice house, the Mercedes, the vacations … You never
realize the back story and the sacrifices I’ve made.

Now, the economy is falling apart and I, the guy that made all the
right decisions and saved his money, have to bail-out all the people who
didn’t. The people that overspent their paychecks suddenly feel entitled to
the same luxuries that I earned and sacrificed a decade of my life for.

Yes, business ownership has is benefits but the price I’ve paid is
steep and not without wounds.

Unfortunately, the cost of running this business, and employing you,
is starting to eclipse the threshold of marginal benefit and let me tell
you why:

I am being taxed to death and the government thinks I don’t pay
enough. I have state taxes. Federal taxes. Property taxes. Sales and use taxes.
Payroll taxes. Workers compensation taxes. Unemployment taxes. Taxes
on taxes. I have to hire a tax man to manage all these taxes and then
guess what? I have to pay taxes for employing him. Government mandates and
regulations and all the accounting that goes with it, now occupy most
of my time. On Oct 15th, I wrote a check to the US Treasury for $288,000
for quarterly taxes. You know what my “stimulus” check was? Zero. Nada. Zilch.

The question I have is this: Who is stimulating the economy? Me, the
guy who has provided 14 people good paying jobs and serves over 2,200,000
people per year with a flourishing business? Or, the single mother sitting at
home pregnant with her fourth child waiting for her next welfare check?
Obviously, government feels the latter is the economic stimulus of
this country.

The fact is, if I deducted (Read: Stole) 50% of your paycheck you’d
quit and you wouldn’t work here. I mean, why should you? That’s nuts. Who
wants to get rewarded only 50% of their hard work? Well, I agree which is why
your job is in jeopardy.

Here is what many of you don’t understand … to stimulate the
economy you need to stimulate what runs the economy. Had, suddenly, the government
mandated to me that I didn’t need to pay taxes, guess what? Instead of depositing that
$288,000 into the Washington black-hole, I would have spent it, hired more
employees, and generated substantial economic growth. My employees would
have enjoyed the wealth of that tax cut in the form of promotions and better
salaries. But you can forget it now.

When you have a comatose man on the verge of death, you don’t defibrillate
and shock his thumb thinking that will bring him back to life, do you? Or,
do you defibrillate his heart? Business is at the heart of America and always has been.


Batteries.com for every season and reason

To restart it, you must stimulate it, not kill it. Suddenly, the power brokers in Washington
believe the poor of America are the essential drivers of the American economic engine.
Nothing could be further from the truth and this is the type of change you can keep.

So where am I going with all this?

It’s quite simple.

If any new taxes are levied on me, or my company, my reaction will be swift
and simple. I fire you. I fire your co-workers. You can then plead with the
government to pay for your mortgage, your SUV, and your child’s
future. Frankly, it isn’t my problem any more.

Then, I will close this company down, move to another country, and retire.
You see, I’m done. I’m done with a country that penalizes the productive
and gives to the unproductive. My motivation to work and to provide jobs
will be destroyed, and with it, will be my citizenship.

So, if you lose your job, it won’t be at the hands of the economy; it will
be at the hands of a political hurricane that swept through this
country, steamrolled the constitution, and will have changed its landscape
forever. If that happens, you can find me sitting on a beach, retired, and
with no employees to worry about …

Signed,
Your boss

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6 Comments

  1. This guy is wrong and an ass!He makes himself a victim.But driving a mercedes and have a big house doesn’t belong to victims.The real victims are those who work hard just to survive but never get a break.I’m sorry that I can’t explain it better than this:He’s wrong, using backward logic and makes himself a victim while he’s not.

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  2. This is almost hilariously wrong when you consider how low the tax rate is in the USA in comparison to nearly any other first world country.Still, I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised, given that the standard American reaction to taxes is like a vampire to garlic.You want to keep your nice, low tax rate while still not defaulting on your debts or screwing your economy even more than it already is? Slash military spending in half – you’ll still have a bigger military than the next five countries combined. Bam, suddenly you won’t need to screw over the poor by destroying what few social programs you have, or screw over the future by making your educational system even more cash-strapped.

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  3. More taxes and more government is never the answer.It doesn’t matter how much money one gives the government they will spend it and still wsant more. The answer is reduced spending, jsut like in your own home budget, you can’t spend wrecklessly like we have done for 40 years.

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