Why He Was Not Promoted

He watched the clock. 
He was always grumbling. 
He was never at the office on time. 
He asked too many questions. 
His stock excuse was “it isn’t necessary.” 
He wasn’t ready for the next step. 
He did not put his heart in his work. 
He learned nothing from his blunders. 
He chose his friends among his inferiors. 
He ruined his ability by half-doing things. 
He never acted on his own judgment. 
He did not think it worth while to learn how. 
He imitated the habits of other men who could stand more than he

                could. 

He did not learn that the best part of his salary was not in his

                pay envelope. 

He didn’t have to. 
He was the President of the Company.

  —­G.M.

BUSINESS ETHICS

Johnny was at the grocery store.

“I hear you have a little sister at your house,” said the grocer.

“Yes, sir,” said Johnny.

“Do you like that?” was queried.

“I wish it was a boy,” said Johnny, “so I could play marbles with him, and baseball.”

“Well,” said the storekeeper, “why don’t you exchange your little sister for a boy?”

Johnny reflected for a minute; then he said sorrowfully: 

“We can’t now; it’s too late.  We’ve used her four weeks.”

A Priest in Ireland went to Rome, and a number of his parishioners asked him to buy things for them.  Some gave him the cash; others did not.  When he returned, he brought the articles for those who paid for them in advance.  When the others complained, he said, with a wink: 

“While I was at sea I got out all the commissions and spread them on the deck.  On the papers of those who had given me the coin I put the money.  The others had nothing to weight them down.  A squall of wind came up.  It blew all the unweighted papers into the sea!  So the ones who gave me the money got what they asked me to get.  The others must ask Father Neptune for theirs.”

A New York lawyer had in his employ an office-boy who was addicted to the bad habit of telling in other offices what happened in that of his employer.  The lawyer found it necessary to discharge him, but, thinking to restrain him from a similar fault in the future, he counseled the boy, on his departure, in this wise: 

“Tommy, you must never hear anything that is said in the office.  Do what you are told, but turn a deaf ear to conversation that does not include you.”

This struck the boss as such a happy inspiration that, to the end that his stenographer might learn the same lesson, he turned to her and said: 

“Miss Jones, did you hear what I said to Tommy?”

“No, sir,” she returned, promptly.

The firm of Hansen & Fransen was started in wartime and did very well for a couple of years.  But last year things were on the down grade, and the other day, when the two partners had finished making up their none-too-good record for the year, Hansen said:  “This would make anyone thoughtful.  Now that the good times are over, how about a little honest business?”