ine has criticised the UK for failing to support the self-employed.
The latest labour market statistics show there was a four per cent annual dip in self-employment in the UK, with further figures from Foreign Direct Currency revealing that nearly a quarter of business owners are considering leaving the country.
Commenting on the data, Rhiannon Davies, co-founder of Shelter Offshore, stated that "people are right in thinking that they can have a better chance of success if they take their business abroad or start a new business overseas".
"The UK restricts self-employed individuals on so many levels – such as with excessive taxation – the self-employed pay Class 4 National Insurance contributions, for example, which is effectively a tax on tax," she explained.
Ms Davies also attacked banks for their reluctance to lend to small businesses in the country.…
me amount of frustration when the cave dwellers where trying to make fire and it rained. :) Imagine what a hero the first guy was that figured out it would work better to move inside the cave to start the fire instead of waiting for the rain to stop so dinner was on time. Probably would have been a cavewoman, while the cavemen were working on a way to build a shelter outside over the fire that wouldn't burn up.
I love my iphone, ipad, two desktops and two laptops. I do however sometimes remember that it was possible to recruit without them when everything goes down. However if the phones are out too ,a day off is in order.
Steve Jobs did get a laugh albeit i would guess that whoever "Scott" is there may have been some discussion about how in the hell that could have happened. But what a great story in the annuals of..Do you remember when..…
there is a lot of hyperactivity when everyone is looking for shelter. We get a flood of partnership proposals that only benefit the parties proposing them and a lot of people want to talk to "find synergies". Voicemail from sales reps pick up as well... many seem to think that perhaps the 25th call will be the charm.
Keeping your family or business safe in a hurricane recquires a lot of teamwork handling preparations, contingency plans and situation management. It's a bit like a performance because you are tested in a sink or swim way in a specific time and place with all eyes upon you. In spite of the suffering which most of us have shared, watching my team work together over the last six months has been one of the most satisfying and memorable periods of my career. Thank you team LatPro!! Watch the hands moving in this video as you listen and you may get a small sense of it. Keep reading...
Where do you think we are today?…
Ultra Poor - No Shelter, everyday's life depends on other people's food.
Poor - Once in a while use Public service., their everyday's life depends on the job that they hold on that day.
Lower Class - They don't own any vehicles, mostly use Public Service & Bikes. (In my place they call it as Cycle.)
Middle Class - Has one Motor Bike. (Motor Cycle.)
Upper Middle Class - Has One Car.
Rich - Has Two Cars.
Ultra Rich - More than Two Cars.
Point to be noted, In India beggar's are in the category of Middle Class & Upper Middle Class.
Kate Purdy said:I like your writing style, very engaging. I suffered some cultural shock when I took a recruiting trip to Sao Paulo, Brazil. As in India, the social structure in Sao Paulo is very rigid. There seemed to be only two classes, the ultra rich and the ultra poor. It certainly was a place of extremes.
e and get so i don't have to pack it down the stairs. With any luck i will have all the cleared out in time for turkey day so family doesn't have to take all those big purses out of the dining room chairs.
It's gonna be fine Casey. Just blame Bush, hell it worked for the pres. Sounds good to me. I know Bushy and i promise he's dumb as a stump, nice guy but he was a scapegoat before it was fashionable. Doesn't bother him.
Now let me tell what will make you crazy. For three weeks i have thought that they were working on the roof of my office. There has been a sound like THUMP..rattle, rattle, rattle. What in the world are they doing? It only took me three weeks to figure out that there is an oak tree in the courtyard behind my office that has branches reaching over most of the roof. THUMP, rattle, rattle, rattle is acorns dropping off the oak tree and rolling down the somewhat slanted roof. No wonder i am like i am.…
ents and industries--and thinking you can avoid them without making some adjustments, especially to those changes that may directly affect you, is asking for trouble. I live up the road a ways from Joplin, Missouri where a tornado destroyed lives and a good percentage of the town. Some of the folks who escaped the disaster—admitted that they “heard the sirens and the warnings…but never imagined they would be hit” so they made no effort to seek shelter until the last minute (they were lucky to tell the tail). While this is an extreme example of an event that has nothing to do with staying current with job skills, etc., it’s a simple reminder that everything can change in an instant. So, with my forty years (going on 41) in the discipline of recruitment, I remain a student of the recruitment process and also of fast moving cloud formations that loom up out of nowhere.
My "scar tissue", earned mostly in the trenches, reminds me to pay attention particularly in redundant situations—where a slight variation, if noticed, can be a learning event.
Just as importantly, learning from others, particularly from many of the active Pros in RecruitingBlogs.com, is a rich resource for tips, DOs and DON’Ts, etc., that can be instructive even for an old dog like me.…
rying to do consultative coaching than i have candidates who talk too much.
If recruiters would shut their mouths and give their ears a chance too we would be much more appreciated. Find out what is needed, go find it and if we can't report back as to why and what needs to happen, with walking examples in the event that the money is too low for the reqs. Find the candidate who fits the requirements, take it back and drop it at the feet of the client. If he says that's great but he can't afford it. There is one out there someplace that has almost all the requirements and will take less.
A good recruiter is like a good bird dog. Good bird dogs go get the birds, they know the difference between a bird and a rabbit. If they run in circles, pee on fence posts, lap out of puddles and bark at the moon they are probably a consultant and need to be sent to the animal shelter. Your client is looking for a good bird dog when he sends you on the hunt. If he wanted a poodle that would jump around, yap and do tricks while looking cute and darling he'd ask his kid to recruit. If recruiters act like yapping poodles they don't get to hunt much.
up in shelters and on the streets, but others, like the Hayworths, are the hidden homeless — living doubled up in apartments, in garages or in motels, uncounted in federal homeless data and often receiving little public aid. More here.
It seems to me there's been no better time than NOW for companies who have long been recipients of government assistance through corporate welfare programs to consider purchasing housing for their employees - this would do a couple things:
HELP stabilize the housing market
PROVIDE HOUSING to those who need it (especially those w/kids!)
PAY BACK some of the ill-gotten gains that have been ill-gotten at the expense of the American taxpayer
CONTINUE TO TAKE ADVANTAGE of the tax code in such a way that helps others as well as themselves
I know this may seem a bit radical to some of you but think about it - doesn't it make sense?…
controlled barns operated by the latest technology but his pigs didn't grow, didn't gain weight. He called in the consultant phDs from A&M who did blood work, stress analysis. All the latest and greatest but still just skinny puny pigs.
The Aggie looked across the fence one day. His neighbor, an old farmer, had the biggest, fattest, healthy pigs he had ever seen. They were rolling around in mud living in old shelters and generally being pigs.
The Aggie was horrified. He called the old farmer over and said, "how do you have such fat, healthy pigs?" "I have done everything, the latest science, called the experts, spent millions and I have skinny pigs". "what do you do and how do you do it?"
The old farmer smiled and said, "feed em' apples, all the apples they want, any time they want."
A few weeks later the old farmer was driving down the road, saw the aggie holding one of his pigs up off the ground so the pig could eat apples off the tree. The farmer yelled, "what the hell are you doing"
The Aggie yelled back, "feeding my pigs apples"
The farmer said, "doesn't it take a lot of time and a lot of people to do it
The Aggie said, "hey man, what's time to a pig".…