part on that list for which you do have the materials.
And keep this hunk of junk running.’’
"Yes sir,’’ says Mario.
Fuming mad, I start back to the office to have Donovan paged, so I can find
out what went wrong. Halfway there, I pass some lathes and there he is,
talking to Otto the foreman. I don’t know how civil the tone is. Otto appears
to be dismayed by Bob’s presence. I stop and stand there waiting for Bob to
finish and notice me. Which happens directly. Otto walks over and calls his
machinists together. Bob comes over to me.
I say, "You know about what’s going on—’’
"Yes, I know,’’ he says. "That’s why I’m here.’’
"What’s the problem?’’
"Nothing, no problem,’’ he says. "Just standard operating procedure.’’
It turns out, as Bob explains to me, that the parts they were waiting for at the
NCX-10 have been sitting there for about a week. Otto has been running
other batches of parts. He didn’t know about the importance of the parts
destined for the NCX-10. To him they looked like any other batch—and a
rather unimportant one judging from the size. When Bob got here, they were
in the middle of a big, long run. Otto didn’t want to stop . . . until Donovan
explained it to him, that is.
"Dammit, Al, it’s just like before,’’ Bob says. "They get set up and they start
running one thing, and then they have to break in the middle so we can finish
something else. It’s the same damn thing!’’
"Now hold on,’’ I say. "Let’s think about this for a second.’’
Bob shakes his head. "What is there to think about?’’
"Let’s just try to reason this through,’’ I say. "What was the problem?’’
"The parts didn’t arrive at the NCX-10, which meant the operators couldn’t
run the batch they were supposed to be running,’’ says Bob in kind of a sing-
song way.
"And the cause was that the bottleneck parts were held up by this non-
bottleneck machine running non-bottleneck parts,’’ I say. "Now we’ve got to
ask ourselves why that happened.’’
"The guy in charge here was just trying to stay busy, that’s all,’’ says Bob.
"Right. Because if he didn’t stay busy, someone like you would come along
and jump all over him,’’ I say.
"Yeah, and if I didn’t, then someone like you would jump all over me,’’ says
Bob.
"Okay, granted. But even though this guy was busy, he wasn’t helping to
move toward the goal,’’ I say.
"Well...’’
"He wasn’t, Bob! Look,’’ I say. I point to the parts destined for the NCX-10.
"We need those parts now, not tomorrow. The non-bottleneck parts we may
not need for weeks, or even months —maybe never. So by continuing to run
the non-bottleneck parts, this guy was actually interfering with our ability to
get an order out the door and make money.’’
"But he didn’t know any better,’’ says Bob.
"Exactly. He couldn’t distinguish between an important batch of parts and an
unimportant one,’’ I say. "Why not?’’
"Nobody told him.’’
"Until you came along,’’ I say. "But you can’t be everywhere, and this same
kind of thing is going to happen again. So how do we communicate to
everybody in the plant which parts are important?’’
"I guess we need some kind of system,’’ says Bob.
"Fine. Let’s go work on one right away so we don’t have to keep putting up
with this crap,’’ I say. "And before we do anything else, let’s make sure that
people at both of the bottlenecks know to keep working on the order with the
highest priority number on the list.’’
Bob has a final chat with Otto to make sure he knows what to do with the
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