In the mid to late 80s, I worked at a manufacturing plant that will always be my favorite location. I came to it as the first manager from outside the organization, responsible for at least one-half of the 450 people. People were skeptical; why was I there? No one knew me or heard any stories about me. The first big story came out of an encounter with the IT guy. I wanted a computer; no one in the plant had one, nor would they get one. After being informed that I needed "upper management's" approval, a standard stall tactic, I secured the order with a quick call to "upper management." The stories about me burst upon the plant like a fireworks display on the 4th of July. Then I gave my computer to the manufacturing line with the most problems with cost and quality. They immediately put it to use, with my full support. And it enshrined the people I gave the computer to as people who "must have known him from the past." But they didn't!
To Eat or Fish?
To Eat or Fish?
To Eat or Fish?
In the mid to late 80s, I worked at a manufacturing plant that will always be my favorite location. I came to it as the first manager from outside the organization, responsible for at least one-half of the 450 people. People were skeptical; why was I there? No one knew me or heard any stories about me. The first big story came out of an encounter with the IT guy. I wanted a computer; no one in the plant had one, nor would they get one. After being informed that I needed "upper management's" approval, a standard stall tactic, I secured the order with a quick call to "upper management." The stories about me burst upon the plant like a fireworks display on the 4th of July. Then I gave my computer to the manufacturing line with the most problems with cost and quality. They immediately put it to use, with my full support. And it enshrined the people I gave the computer to as people who "must have known him from the past." But they didn't!