Sentences with phrase «taking on some staff too»

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«Your loss takes a toll on your staff, too, and it's important to share the journey with them,» Huff says via email.

For example, would you continue on your trailblazing path if your denominational execs disowned you, or your church staff said you were going too far, or your closest friend took you to lunch and begged you to stop?

The Italian international, now on loan at his old club AC Milan, endured a torrid run of form with the Reds, and it is clear to see why staff at the club didn't take too kindly to him.

He has now looked at how the playing staff could be improved too, picking out Real Madrid's Modric — who takes on a similar position in the centre of the field to the one Scholes played in for United — as an ideal target.

My own midwife with my second child, thought that the placenta took too long to be born (it had been 20 minutes) and she started pressing my belly and said: «Now, I do it nicely, but if ambulance / hospital staff is going to do it, there might be two 180 pound guys pressing on you.»

Although it is too early to evaluate the impact this will have on research careers in Spain, the FJI expressed some concerns: «We deem it necessary to take steps to prevent candidates with poorer records from using the PCD [system] to bypass the [traditional selection] procedure [for permanent staff], and to avoid the creation of two layers of «1st class» (civil servant) and «2nd class» (non-civil servant) appointees.»

The problem comes when heads are expected to take on too much admin (academy heads are also financial officers, for example) or when non-teaching staff become elevated to «leaders».

For fans of literary suspense who want something for their book club: Read The Lifeboat by Charlotte Rogan, the BookPage staff favorite that takes place in 1914 after a luxury liner sinks and leaves a group of survivors on a too - small lifeboat.

And while a company as profitable as Apple probably wouldn't fret over losing out on the 30 percent take it might otherwise get from some apps were they on the App Store, it's important to remember that Apple is staffed not just by creative geniuses, but by shrewd business minds, too.

Our staff and volunteers on a daily basis bathe, hand or syringe feed those too weak to eat on their own, give subcutaneous fluids and medications, clean wounds, take those too weak to be left alone home overnight to ensure they will survive, and cry silent tears when they do not.

As the goal is for the bus to travel as far as possible as quickly as possible so that the animals are not on the bus for too long, two staff members make the trip to take shifts driving — there is space on board for one staff member to rest.

If your front desk staff spends a large amount of time juggling between answering phone calls, mailing postal reminders, scheduling or confirming appointments, and checking in clients, they're not only taking time and focus away from your customers, but also spending too much time on manual efforts that most customers no longer respond to.

The next day the staff reserved a room on a higher floor for us to move to, however as it was taking too long for that room to be prepared (still not ready after 3 pm) we were upgraded to a one - bedroom suite on the 29th floor with amazing views.

The damage that players take from enemies on Proud difficulty has been decreased as the staff saw it as too high in its release form.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.