The first thing that suffers in this environment is
maintenance. When you have customers staring through the
glass looking for their new eyeglasses, and everyone's
paycheck depends on customer service scores and jobs per man
hour, it becomes very easy to just check off the maintenance
list without actually doing any maintenance. The problem is,
this practice will eventually blow up in your face.
One day a new territory manager came to town. He had
extensive management experience in other industries, but no
optical experience whatsoever. This guy was a robotic mold
of a man with no outward sign of a personality, he was
strictly business only. He had all the catch phrases and
buzz words, was very tough, and expected results without
question. I would receive emails from him at two or three o
clock in the morning on a regular basis. I don't think the
guy needed sleep and I wondered if he was actually human.
I think he was impressed with my numbers and customer
service scores, but he was very irritated by little things
like a spot of polish on my lab floor way out of view from
our customers. When I complained that our floor was 15 years
old and needed to be replaced, he grabbed a putty knife from
my toolbox, got down on his knees, scraped a two-inch
section of the floor behind my cylinder machines, polished
it with a damp cloth, and said, "No, it needs to be
cleaned, not replaced." I must admit that two-inch
section he cleaned looked great. I was convinced this guy
hated me and yet for some reason, I was starving for this
guy's approval. I thought I was a great lab manager, and I
was not going to let him destroy that.
When we were discussing my maintenance calendar he said
to me, "One hour of maintenance will save you eight
hours of down time." As I nodded in agreement I was
silently thinking to myself that this guy was crazy, and I
knew he did not know a thing about my lab equipment or the
optical industry in general. Still, I did everything he
requested me to do. I worked seven days a week for months at
a time. My lab equipment was immaculate inside and out and
my numbers were absolutely perfect. While taking his orders,
my customer service scores rose to an all time high and I
became one of the highest rated managers in the entire
company. I started winning awards and I held these numbers
for a very long time. It became impossible for me to
question my territory managers' authority. He knew exactly
what he was doing and he brought our entire territory up
from worst to first in only one year almost to the day.
Shortly after his one year anniversary the inevitable
happened. I became aware of a plan that was months in the
making. I got a call from a senior vice president of the
company. On the line with him was my territory manager who
was just promoted to a vice president position in the
company. He was leaving our territory and moving on to
greener pastures. They were coming to introduce a new
territory manager but not before offering me my own district
position in another state. The manager who I thought hated
me just nominated me for promotion. I gladly accepted and
let the company move me 1,500 miles from home. My only
regret is that I was never able to get this man to crack a
smile in an entire year. I think I heard him smile over the
phone as he congratulated me. And I never did get to see or
hear from him again.
Many months later in a territory far
away, I was
mimicking everything I learned from my old territory manager
with great success. My new territory was actually an
acquired chain of stores, which had to be assimilated into
the company. This situation offered many more challenges and
of course, a lot of resistance. It is very difficult to get
a large group of employees in several stores to completely
change the way they have been doing things for years. I had
become the mold of my old manager.
One day the lab manager from the busiest store in my
district called me with an emergency. His Gerber SGX
generator was down and the lab was getting backed up with
work. I was pretty good with this machine so I traveled to
the store to help. The SGX appeared clean inside and out but
was having power issues. We quickly determined the fuses and
power connections were good and all signs pointed to a
faulty power supply. I had never replaced a power supply at
that time and was quick to find out that this was no easy
task. I ordered up a new power supply for early AM delivery
and called it a night.
I met the lab manager the next morning to disassemble the
machine to prepare for the new part coming in a few hours.
Since we did not have a service tech manual and had very
limited advice from the manufacturer over the phone, we had
to basically disassemble the entire machine on our own to
get to the power supply. I must tell you that it was very
overwhelming to see almost the entire SGX generator in parts
spread out across the lab floor. I was in fear that I would
never get that machine to work again. If there was an easy
way to do the job, we sure did not know about it. I was
nervously trying to think of how I was going to request 30K
for a replacement machine.
When we finally reached and removed the power supply the
true problem reared its ugly head. Although the machine
appeared clean, the inside of the power supply was packed
solid with plastic and polycarbonate debris. It was packed
in there so tight that it had turned dark yellow from the
heat generated from the power supply. This machine looked
clean, but obviously was not properly maintained. I think
they only made it look clean for my visits and only checked
off the maintenance calendar without actually doing the job.
I know this because I was forced to do the same thing a long
time ago.
Since my part delivery was late I decided to clean out
the debris and try to reassemble the machine. It was a long
process but we did finally get it back together. By the end
of the day we were able to power up the generator and it ran
like a brand new machine. I then proceeded to start moving
the 100 surface jobs that were stacked in the lab from the
two days we were down. Even though the store was closing and
the hourly techs had punched out, there was no way that lab
manager dared to take his lab coat off. I ran around that
lab pumping out work like he had never seen before. I knew
he was dead tired but I refused to stop. We ended up
clearing out the lab by 3:00AM. The lab techs came in the
next morning with nothing to do except maintenance. And
believe me, they did it properly.
I never did take any disciplinary action against the lab
manager. I only had him promise me that I would never have
to spend the night in his lab again. I think that alone and
the fact that I surfaced all of his work gave him a lesson
he will never forget. On my drive home I remembered my old
managers' quote to me. "One hour of maintenance will
save eight hours of down time." The math may not be
perfect, but it is really close. The lab was down for almost
16 hours. That means that two hours of vacuuming the hard to
reach places in the generator could have saved all that
work. The truth is, not only did we lose 16 hours of
production time, but we also had the extra cost of shipping
overnight. We also had countless broken promises to the
customers who were expecting glasses we could not deliver on
time. I am sure that cost us a hit on our customer service
scores, which in turn affected the employees' bonuses.
My story is geared towards the retail store lab manager
who is fighting to keep all the bosses and customers happy,
but it applies to everyone. Even if you are in a small
office doing five jobs a day, you must keep your equipment
properly maintained. It can cost a smaller office even more
if you do not. Small offices cannot make the same profits as
a high production lab. Down time and service calls can be
extremely costly in a smaller environment. It is important
that you learn how to maintain your equipment. Talk to your
equipment vendors and service technicians. Learn how to take
off the covers and clean all the hard to reach areas. Many
years later your well-maintained equipment can be worth top
dollar on trade-in value.
One hour of maintenance will save eight hours of down
time. In all my years in the optical business I could never
guess how many times I proved those words. I do not know
whatever happened to the manager who said those words to me,
but I hope to pass them on to someone else. I would imagine
he is back in the factory he came from schooling a new army
of perfect managers, in perfect suits, looking over someone
else's numbers. If this article reaches him, I hope he
understands how much I appreciated him for catapulting my
career in the right direction, and pushing me to be the
best. Maybe reading this article will make him finally crack
a smile.