It is what it is

She shrugged. โ€œ๐—œ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€.โ€

I just observed, โ€œ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ,โ€ after watching her re-key the same receipt five times. Click through five screens, 5 times! Print five pieces of paper.

It came about at Whitcoulls recently, when Iโ€™d simply asked for a gift exchange slip for each book I was buying.

She was happy to help. Did the clicks. Printed the paper.

But then that phrase, โ€œ๐—œ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€.”

A sign of a system where frontline staff have no path to get it fixed, and the people who built the process are too far removed to feel the pain.

So the clunky, unproductive system just continues.

Unquestioned.

Unchanged.

โˆด

This isnโ€™t a dig at Whitcoulls.

Itโ€™s a reminder that we all probably have a system like that too.

And a reminder, to make it ridiculously easy for frontline teams to suggest improvements.

Then fix them some of them.