Will There Be Cake?

It’s a question that occasionally gets asked around here when someone is retiring. “Will there be cake?” Such a simple question, so much information tied up in an even simpler answer of yes or no. Obviously, when I leave a job, I always want the answer to “will there be cake” to be yes.

 

That was brought home to me even more in this last week as a VP of our company, a man who I have been privileged to work with, retired after 30 years. (He’s not really retiring. He’s going to go be a consultant for Milliman.)

He has been a great advocate for encouraging staff under him to grow, to take on new responsibilities. He believed in promoting from within and giving people a chance to shine. He was one of my supporters as I looked to move from an admin role to a management role. I was looking at old organizational charts the other week and noticed that in the last 15 years, another woman has gone from being a supervisor to an executive director, all of it pretty much while reporting indirectly or directly to this man.

He created a culture in his division where staff were free to express their ideas, to come forward with improvements and also critiques of the way things were going. His goal has always been to retain the talent he sees and to help it grow and flourish.

It wasn’t just about the re-orgs he oversaw, or the initiatives he lead, or his amazing knowledge of our industry and the work his staff did. He will be missed because of who he was as a person and as a leader. I don’t know if he really understands the impact he had on so many of the rank and file staff.

 

Last week there was cake- well, three cakes and two dozen cupcakes, and that was just in the offices on this side of the state. There was another party a two hour flight the next day. Last night there were after work drinks. Today, there was a flash mob of over 100 staff cheering him as he walked out of the building after his last morning at work.

He almost lost it when he got to the corner of the hallway and saw everyone standing there.

 

I don’t know that I will ever manage 30 years at a single company. I’ve been at this one for 7.5 years, and that’s a record for me. I’ve never stayed in a single position for more than 5 years (and I started looking after 3). I doubt I’ll ever get a flash mob cheering me on my way. And that’s okay. But I hope that anytime I leave a position, if someone asks “Will there be cake?” that the answer is yes.