Thursday, July 17, 2008

Partnering. Didn't I Already Learn That?

Talking to Dick is fun. Dogged but gracious, and, so rare, Dick always stays on point. A true logical argument. And bonus, you learn so much too.

Dick doesn't agree unless he really agrees. Last night he didn't. We were discussing "partnering," put in italics as I was arguing against the term, not the practice. The example I used seemed so clear to me, and by the end of Dicks rebuttal, so clear why I was wrong. It's in the video.



When I learned "partnering" it was called Quality Supplier Relationships, QSRs for short. Since then Win-Win, Shared Risk-Shared Return, Share Information, Communicate Roles and Objectives, has become common sense business. To me anyway.

Parents move day after tomorrow. Finally! Today I moved a pile of wood, boards and plywood and peg board and plastic sheet and who knows what, metal rods and these conveyer belt things, all told about half the size of my minivan. About ten hours work. Making it more fun was that it was all covered with 4-5mm of old sawdust, and cobwebs.

I did this all to get to the ShopSmith (expensive) multi-tool set up, get to, move and, yes, clean off sawdust and spiders.

Tomorrow I rise early and, in a borrowed truck head to town, list and credit card in hand. Two flat screen TVs, small home theater, wireless headphones--my folks have lived far from neighbors for near on 50 years, and you can hear their TV for miles--media stand, phone (3 receivers for 550 sq. ft.), small drop leaf table and two chairs, padded, coffee maker, toaster and weigh scales and, well, you get the picture. I hope they like my idea of their taste.

But Acme still goes on. Dick has an apartment now in India, no one likes hotels for weeks at a time, and is rolling up his sleeves in Management 101: staff need to know what you expect and you need to know if staff produce what you want. We will talk about that too. After the move, and the sale, scheduled for 9 days from now.

Of course then comes preparing the house and property for sale, a 900 pound gorilla no ones likes to talk about. Me included.

Good Night.

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