This morning I found this photo of a handsome overhead arbor for grapevines and wondered if it would have been a better approach than stretching cable as I did at Pineapple Hill. My little “test ” vineyard gets hit by deer every fall.
In business, hindsight isn’t always, as the saying goes, “20/20”. Sometimes hindsight remains blurry. Other times its way better than 20/20.
Creeping out on gravel, driving Pineapple Hill’s old but sadly not vintage Jaguar this morning, it hit home that if the grapes at Pineapple Hill had feelings, my grapes must be pretty miserable.
If my grapes could talk, there’d be a lot of serious “labor vs management” grumbling out at the strands of cable at night…
Firstly, there is the problem of Management’s lack of experience—not a good thing on its own and even worse when paired with totally unreasonably high expectations.
Management being me. Labor being the grapes.
Management demands that a dry wine grape variety succeed where usually only sweet wine varieties are found.
Management demands grapes that grow in bunches versus the native berry-like muscadine and scuppernong.
Management, of course, doesn’t really understand —and appreciate—what Labor is up against because Management has already moved on—mentally, physically and emotionally—to other matters (i.e., to whatever shiny object has next caught Management’s eye.
Management, in small business settings especially, must often address The World through a multi faceted, prism-like perspective of desires and fears.
Management often feels surrounded by snarling frothing rabid hyenas.
Management is tired. Management rewarded itself with too many sessions on the pool lounger this week and is nursing a sore shoulder. Management rewards itself with pool lounger time because Management needs stress relief and networking and besides, if you can’t slip out away on a pool lounger, why even be in Management?
It’s true that, on Pineapple Hill, Labor faces awful working conditions and is expected to succeed in blazing hot sun with a minimum of water whilst totally exposed to the threats of Pearce’s disease, fire ants and hungry deer.
But Labor is counter positioned (i.e. “at odds with”) the realities of Management’s goal: (i.e., testing several different grape varieties to see which does best with the least amount of effort or expense).
Management’s attitude is one of water seeking “the course of least resistance” as it runs downhill.
Happy grapes, schmappy grapes.
Consequently, I doubt my grapes include Management in their prayers at night (other than to pray that Management someday “gets a clue” or, sweeter, is replaced by better management).
Labor wants the cables tighter.
Labor doesn’t just require more pruning, the pruning must be strategic if Labor is to deliver greatest ROI.
More than anything, Labor needs Management to be more careful when leveraging the weed wacker and lawn mower. There’s a been a run of terrible on-the-job accidents lately.
And it doesn’t help matters that Management, despite the carnage, passes by Labor in an air conditioned British import, waving to Labor and smiling, eyes all a twinkle, as if to say “keep up the good work fellas”. No condolences or a promise to do better. Nothing.
If grapes had tempers, mine would be rounding up torches and pitch forks.
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I’m going to run the numbers to see which is cheaper: Spending more to help Labor …or buying sturdier door locks for protection against Killer Grapes.
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Management spends too much time on the porch sipping wine and not enough among the vines growing wine.
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Management does not want to be a prisoner in its own home, constantly fearing retribution from Labor. Utopia, Management realizes now, requires a trip to Lowes for fertilizer, some irrigation hose, and more of those ratchet thingies that tighten cable.
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Management also realizes it can probably do better than saying “ratchet thingy” –I’m sure the tool, whatever it’s called, has a better name.
Management realizes it must “man up” and take more responsibility—perhaps buy a book on grape growing. Perhaps take a class.
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Management hopes to never again have “clueless” and “Management” used together on Pineapple Hill anymore.
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IF grapes had feelings and could talk, of course.
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— Tim Bryant
Author of Blue Rubber Pool
Surf Director at Pineapple Hill