Saturday, July 17, 2010

A running list - Leadership

This is a compilation of thoughts on leadership I've periodically updated over the last 5 years. It is by no means comprehensive. It started after lunch one day with a good friend and co-worker (thank you, Mr. Cardoza) and unfortunately only gets updated when I remember it exists and happen to be close to my PC.
It was about 5 years ago that I first had actual employees reporting to me. I previously had matrix-manager roles, where people were temporarily assigned to me for projects or whatever, but this was different. This was the whole enchilada. These were not production-line workers. They weren't flipping burgers, tending a bar, or working a cash register. They were top-level, highly educated, skilled and experienced professionals. Many had at least one masters degree, and none had less than a bachelors. These were the kind of employees I had to set annual goals for, write annual and mid-year reviews for, make salary and bonus decisions for, and unfortunately in a few cases, fire or let go due to business conditions. These were real, seasoned career veterans, some making over 100K per year, and one of them had over 40 years of programming and operations experience with the same company. Some were older than my parents. Intimidating to say the least, for a 31-year-old.
Additionally, these were true knowledge workers. Each had their own area of expertise. Many were left over from major software implementations over the years. Like building maintenance people, but better because they had actually built the building. No wonder they are viewed as high cost. Can you imagine if every house or building built retained the architect as their primary maintenance person?
5 years later, I have not crashed and burned. I haven’t been a superhero, but I’ve done well. At one point, when the economy was still booming, I had almost 50 people, employees and contractors, which I was responsible for. At the peak, 20 of those were actual company employees, and I had three other managers working for me with their own teams. I’ve had to make lots of hiring decisions, and on that, I’m batting about .800. The number of employees reporting to me has reduced, due to my company’s distaste for contractors, dead weight, and the cost-cutting that ensued after the economy crashed. A bad economy will change the climate pretty quickly, if your leadership knows what they are doing. Fortunately for my company, our leaders took action early. Fortunately for me, I was a top performer. If you’re not making money, you can’t spend money on anything but the essentials. That environment gave me the opportunity to separate the wheat from the chaff, so to speak. It sucked, and it has been hard, and lots of hard discussions ensued…but then again, if the right thing to do was easy, everyone would be doing it.
Each one of the points below represents a deep personal understanding, not just something regurgitated from a textbook, MBA class, or HBR article. Each one could be its own blog entry, complete with personal anecdote. An expert is, after all, someone who has made all the mistakes, and I’ve made plenty.
Those you lead are your subordinates first, friends second
Lead by example…but remember that example has to be most relevant to the level you’re at. Eisenhower’s daily routine had little in common with the average GI. But front-line officers and NCO’s had a lot in common with the average GI. Don't act like Eisenhower unless you are, in fact, Eisenhower.
Don’t dilute your authority by getting too close
Recognize and make the tough decisions
Don’t hesitate on the decisions that need to be made quickly, and know the difference
Manage your own insecurities.  
A good mentor is like a good shrink.
Be the first to the table with the plan
Always have a plan (A, B, C, etc.)
Good, honest, accurate feedback is priceless, and very rare. Very few people have the balls to be completely honest to your face. When they are, encourage it by listening and assessing, and not getting defensive.  But if they are just being a-hole, don't waste your time, and let them know it.  Constructive criticism is easy to identify, and should be welcomed, but pointless criticism is a waste of everyone's time and the learning experience should be re-directed back at the source.
Don’t fear asking questions, lots of them – in the beginning
Don’t ask questions late in the game that should have been understood earlier
Stack the deck in your favor thru effective planning
Don’t set yourself up for failure by not planning effectively
Understand the difference between the time for planning and the time for execution
If you can do something about it, why worry? If you can’t do something about it, why worry?
Visualize the end early in the game, preferably before your competitors
Take intelligent risks – work those angels
Listen to good music – take a break
Never lose sight of your value proposition. Reaffirm it every day
Understand your input/value-add/output equation
Understand the transactional nature of human relations
You get what you pay for. Italian stucco is better than Mexican stucco just like American code is better than Indian code.
Only pay for what you need.
Use praise wisely – only after tangible results that are easy to identify. If results are not obvious than they are probably meaningless.
Don’t just play the game – transcend it
Manage to the simplicity on the far end of complexity; master your craft. Rely on the good people that work for you to work through the complexity. But be ready at a moment’s notice to jump into that complexity the minute you suspect something is wrong
Focus on the critical few first
Be courageous; Courage is the ability to follow your own principles, even when you are scared to death (see Honor)
Make no assumptions. Stuff doesn’t happen unless you make it happen. Follow up on everything. Get it in writing.
There is nothing more valuable than a well-written contract.
Every meeting, either with subordinates or superiors, is a chance to set expectations. Don’t squander those opportunities, keep expectations high.
Don't allow operational fiefdoms, unless you don't mind operations usurping creative.
Like I said, this is just a partial list, but a pretty solid reflection of my current views on leadership. Management is a different story for me…complete with a whole list of good fundamentals, blocking/tackling, and other coaching analogies, and will eventually become another blog entry. Please comment freely on the points/thoughts above. One of them mentions the value of good feedback…

Update, 5/30/2013:
•Sweat the details
•Have Honor.  Having Honor means doing the right thing, despite the personal consequences.  
•Master the fundamentals first.  Then have an opinion.
•Once you've found yourself, live so that others may have the same joy.  In other words, give them the luxury of being themselves in a protected environment.  Just don't remove the reality of someday having to leave that environment.
•Remember the rule of three:  Never strike first.  Use words and ideas until you've been struck 3 times and protocol has been followed 3 times.  Have 3 documented cases where you followed the rules designed to protect you.  Then, pound them into submission.  Even if you lose, it's a powerful message.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The park in Airport West

Airport West is a suburb of Melbourne, where I'm working for the time being. No family or friends around means I can spend an inordinate amount of time working. However, I take long lunches because my lunchtime is in the same time zone as dinnertime the previous day for my friends and family back home. It's the best time for me to call home, and the only time slot that I can hear from Natalie and Ethan.

Not long ago I found a public park near the plant. It consists of a footy oval, a cricket oval, a community center, and some playground equipment. At lunchtime on weekdays, it's empty. I discovered it one day after deciding, somewhat randomly, that I wanted to wander back through the nearby neighborhoods instead of heading straight back to the plant after a lunchtime sandwich at Nando's. I felt like exploring, but mainly, I just wanted to take my time. There were no pending meetings to go back for, and it was sunny and cool. So I parked in the empty parking lot facing the footy oval, turned the engine off, rolled down the windows, and just let myself be.

It turned out to be one of those deeply existential moments that happen from time to time. You know, those moments where everything becomes vivid, like a lucid dream. The moments that pierce reality and speak directly to your soul. In these moments, you remember in vivid detail the inputs of all your senses, including your state of mind and what was running through it at the time.

So I took it in, recognizing that moments like this were rare. A breeze was blowing. I could hear the sound of cars on the tollway in the distance and the occasional clacking sound of a commuter train on the nearby Cragieburn line. I could see and hear the gum trees around the field swaying with the breeze. I heard the squeaking of the swings in the playground as they also swayed in the breeze. I recall the cognizance of the fact that I was 9000 miles from home. I felt the warm sun on my bare arm, hanging out the car window, as I stared at the somewhat mundane scene in front of me. Then, I vividly imagined Natalie and Ethan, laughing and playing on that empty playground, half a world away from home. I heard their voices, laughs, and shrieks of joy. For a moment I hugged them and held them close, feeling their little bodies against mine, then putting my hands on their little heads, feeling their hair and then letting them go again to play on the playground. I smelled the scent of the shampoo in their hair, I saw their bright, pure smiles. At that moment I loved them and missed them more than I ever had before. My daughter, and my son.

I know they will grow up. I know they will live their own lives, carve their own paths, account for their own successes and failures. They will listen to me and ignore me, love me and hate me. They will ask why and why not. They will want to know what happened, and what didn't happen. They will think, they will feel, they will remember. They will question, they will conclude, then they will question again.

I can't dictate or force any of that. Like that moment in the park, I can just be. I can lay down a few rules and answer a few questions. But most importantly, I can love and treasure them for being here with me, right now, sharing the journey.

If I died tomorrow, a lot would be left undone. But I could sleep happy, if my children knew and understood how their Daddy felt about them, how deeply he loved them, that day in the park in Airport West, half a world away.