A regional insurance company hired a brilliant actuary. Top marks. Big potential. Every day, he would come in early, sit at his assigned workstation. Eyes sharp, shirt tucked. Ideas ready, but eight months later, he walked out. “I still do not know why I was there,” he told me. “Nobody explained how my work mattered. I just kept submitting reports. No feedback. When I asked for a copy of the strategic plan, my direct supervisor simply told me that “it is confidential.” I was there, with no direction. Just… noise.” He had been headhunted. He was gold. But they buried…