Nepotism is a tricky word. The immediate connotations are quite negative. Images of spoiled sons being propped up in positions way beyond their ken, leaving the hardworking and the gifted to make their coffee, are potent. Some, even, may be tempted to look to our country’s highest office and sigh, thinking of just how far family connections can get a person.
But here is the counter-argument: Genetics! (Or upbringing. Nature, nurture; whatever you believe is what I’m talking about.) Someone once told our dear general manager that hiring within circles of families and friends is a safe practice because bright, intelligent people tend to be related to and friends with bright, intelligent people. Any small amount of investigation will show to what extent she took that advice to heart. We have mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, husbands and wives, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters and nearly every employee under 30 knew each other in high school. If one were feeling cynical, our beloved general manager could almost find herself being accused of laziness. But why be cynical when the result is a staff so full of warmth and energy? This hotel operates on a maze of interpersonal relationships, not unlike your average modern American family, and we have an extraordinary number of spare bedrooms for you to choose from the next time you’re in town.