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Almost in unison, they reply ‘roadwork’. One of the more youthful district managers gave me a lengthy explanation about how the City of Dallas and the State of Texas were undergoing this massive multi-billion-dollar infrastructure renovation and the whole project seems to begin and hinge on roadwork. While his explanation seemed heartfelt and truthful, no one had any answers for my follow-up question. “Then please tell me why Chili’s, Olive Garden, Red Lobster, and even Longhorn’s steakhouse are all showing double-digit growth, while we show flat to negative growth,” I put on the table. The room was silent. “Don’t you ever look at your competition? Hell, I live in Los Angeles and knew this while you live right here in Dallas and none of you seem to know. We all have the same access to data on the internet. We all have access to our own financials, albeit I have a bit more access than you, but none the less, all of you can see that this market teen is way underperforming versus other markets in the country. Every market……let me say that again……every market japanese has their own set of challenges that they must overcome. However, from my vantage point, everyone in this room has decided that it is easier to come up with a rationalization on why things can’t be done, rather than finding out what your competition is doing and why their sales are going up and ours are not,” I tell them. Still, the room was silent. “Can anyone tell me their plan blowjob of fixing this issue?” I ask being straightforward, hoping that one or all of them would commit to a plan of action. The young man who gave me the excuse about roadwork begins. “Mr. Greene, you are absolutely correct. I should have been more diligent in looking at pov our national counterparts, such as the ones you just mentioned. I apologize for not keeping up what was expected of me. If I may, I would like to keep you posted weekly how my district is doing. I suspect that you will be keeping an eye on us for a while, and I want to assure you that I am aware of this and would like to keep my job by doing it better,” he says to me. "Look, everyone, please don't think that I'm here to let anyone go. Instead, I wanted to make you aware that I see issues with this market and am asking for your commitment to correcting the issues,” I say trying to drive home my point, but not have the decide separately or together to just quit. I see nods of acceptance around the room except for just one guy. He begins, “Sure, all you corporate guys always blame the hardworking guys. You have no idea about how to run a restaurant, hell, you probably go golfing and play tennis with your rich buddies and then figure you’ll stop in and kick us around a bit before you head to your yacht,” he says in an angry voice. “Dakota, do I even own a tennis racket, a set of golf clubs, or a boat of any kind?” I ask her in front of everyone. “No sir, you don’t,” she says meekly. “Jill, before I took over as CEO of Jaxson Inc. what was my profession for nearly 20 years?” Asking again in front of everyone. “Managing restaurants,” she replied. The room was silent once again. The guy who challenged me, now sat looking down at his hands on the table. “Fuck this, I quit,” he says taking his restaurant keys off asian of a key ring and tossing them onto the table and storming out. I direct Mr. Kendall to ensure that he goes straight out the door and does not stop to chat with anyone. If he puts up a fuss, dial 911 and have the Police escort him out. Still, no one is talking. 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