Yeah, so.
I hate Kaizen events.
There is the way the real world works, and the way the event coordinators and managers seem to think it will work.
The Managers each submit the people from their department they want on the team.
We are each supposed to work together as a team to accomplish the objectives.
In the real world, what we are supposed to achieve has already been determined for us. The overall area manager has decreed what space we will be allowed to have, what our allowed budget is, and what we’d better hit for a target.
But oh yeah, as long as we hit all those marks, we can do what we want.
Of course, we all work as a team, right? Right?
Sigh.
In the real world, some folks are outspoken and confident in sharing their opinions, and some are meek. And some of those folks are knowledgeable about the topic under discussion, and some aren’t.
And those two lists don’t line up.
I know, walking in, that some folks that don’t want to speak up are going to have great ideas and solid experience, and will need to be encouraged to contribute. They will need to be reassured that yes, we do want and value their ideas and suggestions.
And some of the vocal people are going to be closed minded and ignorant, and since we can’t just say “shut the hell up you redneck hillbilly, this ain’t your dad’s garage”, we have to somehow encourage them to open thier minds to other ideas that may not perfectly match theirs, WITHOUT stepping on toes or having anyone feel their ideas are being stifled.
And also, a ton of physical labor will be required to bring this final design of a work cell to life… and the lazy ass bastards need to realize that, no, their role on the team is NOT to make sure we do what they want while they watch, screw you very much.
I was assigned as the co-leader. I have never worked in the affected work area before.
The leader is, of course, an engineer that’s been in the company for 24 years. And has no command presence whatsoever. Nor does he have any initiative. Damnit.
Our tasked mission is to take about 15,000 square feet of production area, and condense it into a functional work cell about 500 square foot in size.
I made the massive error of taking a leadership role on day one, and worked to forge the group into a team that shares ideas and works together.
I say mistake… because now I am so f’ing sick I can barely breath. My chest is locked solid in this congested cold from hell. And I absolutely CANNOT take this week off.
Now everyone is looking to me to lead and organize and babysit, and all I want to do is let the assigned leader take charge for a bit while I just coast for an hour or two.
And as soon as I try to talk, I go into a wracking cough and bring up chunks of lung. Which I am sure is just as attractive to see as it is to read about.
/cry.
WTB a gallon of Dayquil. PST.