Sprint
Corp.
The Once Benevolent Corporation Who Now Eats Its Young
In the early eighties when I began at Sprint Corporation it was a
young, ambitious company who was bent on doing great things in
telecommunications and doing them right. Though it struggled
through the complexities of being a big corporation it did – for the
most part – do the right things. It wanted the right products, it
wanted the right technology and it treated its employees with
respect. Remember the old commercials of the young Sprint, the
funny ones that made you laugh?
I have always believed Bill Esrey to be a good guy and I believe much
of the positive Sprint culture was due to his leadership. He was
a smart guy, a funny guy and someone who had a strong moral
fiber. Through its struggles, Sprint occasionally took the easy
path and performed small layoffs. Bill Esrey said he felt the
need to layoff employees was fundamentally the result of bad
management and he announced he would no longer resort to layoffs.
That was a long, long time ago in a far, far away place…..
In the late nineties, as everyone knows, Sprint made a bold bid for the
WorldCom Corporation. In those days, I was working in a great
group. Our Vice President was a remarkably talented woman, the
kind who made everyone seem to perform better than they could by
themselves. She reshaped the billing department and lifted Sprint
from one of the world’s worst billers to one of the world’s best.
She had the highest retention rates of any department and the highest
job satisfaction rates. I enjoyed my work in this group and was
valued enough that I was even paid
twice my salary the year of the announced merger with WorldCom to keep
me in my job.
There are always bad people in corporations, people who don’t really
have souls, they have no values. They do whatever they
have to do to receive the rewards and they always latch onto, much like
leeches, those who reward people who have no soul and no values.
At lower levels they are smaller black clouds but as they rise in rank
so does the expanse of their black cloud affect more and more people
and more and more of the business. Our sad day came when a
reorganization, of which Sprint is very very fond, removed our good guy
Senior Vice President and replaced him with an older woman of the “old
boys” school. She was rather dithery and I was always amazed she
was at the level in the corporation that she was. I once told her
I was taking a trip to Virginia Beach and she asked, “Oh, really, where
is that?” “It’s in……Virginia,” I replied.
This Senior VP had the kind of business understanding and human values
that would soon consume the company. When Sprint said they wanted
you to be “creative” and “think outside the box” they didn’t really
mean it. That meant wear a shirt with a muted pattern in it on
occasion. Our beloved VP, bless her, really did literally think
outside the box and so her boss, the dithery SVP, soon began a plan to
get rid of
her. Never mind the VP had earned for her department the first
Baldridge-like internal award ever given in Sprint. But the SVP
was the type to
fall asleep in meetings – no, she wasn't just that "type"she actually
did fall asleep in meetings on a routine basis – and so
"creativity" to her was just another word for "radical" which was just
another
word for "Democrat." Nope, the stunningly talented VP had to go.
And so, through the political machinations that bad companies allow to
exist, our beloved VP was whisked off to some other group and she was
replaced by a heinous little devil of a man who not only didn’t have a
soul, he had a black hole. To merely say he was unethical is like
saying
Bush has some issues with cognition. This man’s idea of
management was to fire, rid and pillage every single department under
his control and to blame any and all negative fallout on someone
else. I do believe when he dies there’s gonna be one spectacular
weenie roast in hell. And what he hated the most was anyone
who
even acted like they
might harbor a smattering of respect for our former VP.
Well, stupid little me. I dearly wanted out of this insane
hellhole and so made the misjudgment of applying for an open job in our
former VP’s new organization. My intent was logical, Sprint was
getting geared up for its first of many really BIG layoffs and because
I managed
a group who was dedicated to the soon-to-be dead ION project, I felt it
was not unreasonable for me to look for another job. When I sent
in
my job application our VP - the bad guy in the black hat – phoned me at
my desk to say, “Oh, I just wanted you to know I was copied on your job
application.” A nice, cheery little phone call. It meant I
was a goner.
In leading up to the BIG layoff, our group had done great due diligence
in preparing an overall analysis of every person in our group and a
ranking – by the management team – of every person from 1 to N.
Supposedly, if and when the call for layoffs came, we would utilize
this analysis and cut from the bottom. Oh, my….but no. I
seriously doubt our VP even so much as looked at the spreadsheet.
His method was simple. People who spied for him were saved and
then any open spots were filled by whomever made the least amount of
money. Forgot job skills. They can be trained or fired
later.
Off I was tossed into unemployment land in a bad economy and I won’t
detail here the string of bad things that went on in my life, just
suffice it to say 9 months after my severance money ran out I found
myself back
on at good old Sprint. I was hired in another group to do stuff I
had
more
expertise in than anyone else and it was a skate. But by now
those corporate executives with the great big black clouds were now
virtually everywhere. Their idea of corporate stewardship was
based on the theory that if you reorg enough times eventually all the
pieces will fit. It’s kind of like thinking if you shake a box of
puzzle pieces enough times they will form the puzzle. They also
really loved the idea of laying people off.
Sprint’s typical reorganization every 9 months now routinely happened
every 3 months. And they brought in some consultants who said the
thing to do was to just reorg at the top and then just let every level
get picked by the level above in a waterfall formation. I call
this, “How to save a job
for my friend.” It’s a brilliant strategy and results in ensuring
almost everyone has no knowledge whatsoever about what they are
supposed to do but one needn't worry because you’ll be reorg’ed in 90
days
anyway. Naturally, the type of person who survives in this job is
the one who understands you blame all failures on the person who had
the
job before while at the same time you ensure your plans don’t actually
have to deliver anything in the
near term so you aren’t responsible for anything. I think
Sprint paid a lot for those consultants.
Needless to say I tried to hang on as best I could. Most of my
sponsors and respected peers had long ago left the company as talented
and skilled people are wont to do when working for a circlejerk
company. So I was not on many friend lists. Eventually, a
reorg came up that put my group under a woman I had known and worked
with-and-for about a decade previously. As peers we worked well
together but she had a certain lack of good judgment when becoming a
manager and I fled her organization ten years earlier. Ah,
revenge must taste sweet. She ensured I was laid off again and my
job replaced by someone who didn’t even have the credentials to apply
for my job had it been posted. And just as an added bonus, Sprint
makes you sign an agreement that you won't sue them for treating you
like crap or they won't give you your severance. So, in a way, I
guess you could say here's my belated Christmas present to Sprint....
Sprint is now a company filled with negative energy; much like
our country these days. But we know negative power cells
eventually
implode. Sprint went from caring about its employees and
customers to caring about its executives and no one else. I know
that soon its commitment to pensions will be diverted just to ensure
its employees receive as little benefit as possible. Like the
Bush Administration, it believes many must be sacrificed for the good
of a few. It has
become a poster child of the self-centered American corporation.