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Why Employee Engagement Surveys Suck

Survey Question

Last year I was asked to talk to the board of a small company (employing approx 250 people all under one roof) about employee engagement. Turns out they were interested in starting an employee survey and wanted some thoughts on this. I said ‘give me an hour to put something together’ and came up with this.

Why do employee surveys suck

They decided not to bother with a survey and we did some interesting work together. I guess what I learned from this is that sometimes you just need to go with what you believe. I mean, it would have been easy for me to share these thoughts and finish with ‘but we can avoid all these things and still give you a great survey’. I could have told them what they thought they wanted to hear, and that would have sucked even more.

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Checking Up or Checking In

Checking Up

What are you doing today? Where will you be? Who are you seeing? Why are you seeing them? Where is your weakly report? Who? What? Why? How? When?

From experience I know that when you work in a company, particularly a bigger, more established one, these are quite typical questions that flow from the manager to the employee. Not much trust, empowerment or engagement in evidence there eh?

Checking In

Hello, how are you? Can I do anything to help? If you are around this week perhaps we could grab lunch one day?

Ahhh, that’s better. Can you spot the difference? Try helping someone to have a great week by checking in on them.

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Learning to Paint – Dying to See You

I was up very early this morning and having a go at tidying the office, man I’m so punk rock these days. I found a pile of bereavement cards sent to the family when Dad died. I stopped to read them and began to miss him. A lot. Then I spotted some…

I was up very early this morning and having a go at tidying the office, man I’m so punk rock these days. I found a pile of bereavement cards sent to the family when Dad died. I stopped to read them and began to miss him. A lot.

Then I spotted something on Facebook that Neil Morrison had written about spending some inspiring time with visually impaired folk. My Granpa was blind and I do some work with sight loss charities so Neil’s comment resonated with me.

This sketch emerged from my morning’s ponderings. I guess it’s a mixture of bereavement, blindness, and a little of me too.

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