The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]


Why Words Unlock The Secrets We Hold Deep Inside …

I’m back.

Kinda.

Hang in there, because this is going to be a longish post.

I should say the length is not just because I want to make up for the fact you had a whole week without being subjected to my rubbish … but because you’re getting another week.

No really.

You see by the time you read this, I’ll be in LA.

I know … I know … but it’s for work, honest.

OK, I admit I am looking forward to it because I not only get to see a bunch of mates, I get to do something with Mr Weigel as well. Which means it will be fun, regardless what happens. Certainly fun enough to miss my 16th Wedding anniversary on Friday, which – let’s be honest – is possibly the best present I could ever give Jill.

[Sorry my love, but we both know you will have forgotten, ha]

So as you get another week of peace, I thought I’d leave you with a big post.

But unlike my usual rubbish … this isn’t about strategy, Birkenstocks or Queen.

But it is about sentimentality and love. But not mine – for once.

You see a few weeks ago, I read an article in The Guardian by the author Katherine Heiny.

I don’t know why I read it.

I didn’t know Katherine or any of her work and the article was about her hard-of-hearing Dad … but despite all that, I did.

And I’m so glad.

It was wonderful.

A longish train ride that made stops at laughter, smiles and – at the very end – tears.

Because what Katherine had done so perfectly was capture the increasingly complex relationship we all have with our parents while also realising – hopefully before it’s too late – that for all their sometimes stubborn, stuck-in-their-way views and ways, we love them, admire them and respect them.

Maybe it was because I was reading it at 2 in the morning, but at the end, the tears flowed.

Great big dollops of them.

Not just because she’d captured the love she had for him in such a beautifully raw – yet gentle – way, but because it triggered how I hope Otis will one day think of me. Preferably without the frustrating bits in-between.

Anyway, the impact of the story compelled me to write to her.

I knew there was the risk I’d sound like a stalker … not to mention the high chance my email would be consigned to the junkmail bin either inadvertently or deliberately … but I wanted to let her know how much her writing meant to me.

Yes, I know she’s an author – an accomplished one as it turned out – but how she writes just connected with me more than many other authors I’ve read.

Which is why I was thrilled when, a few days later, I received this from Katherine:

Dear Rob,

Your email made my day (as did the fact that you think I have staff, or at least an assistant). It was the exact opposite of pointless and silly. It really touched me. I miss my parents too. My mother told me once that even after her mother died, my mother thought of things daily that she wanted to tell her. Now I do the same and it seems to me like a way to say “I hold you always in my thoughts.” Please friend me on FB if FB is something you do and thank you (x a million!) for writing.

Katherine x

That she wrote back at all was wonderful.

That she wrote such a lovely message and asked me to FB ‘friend’ her is unparalleled.

Don’t worry though. Because in an act I assume was designed to continue to help Mark Zuckerberg win back public sentiment – boosted massively by the stupidity of Elon Musk – Facebook stopped me ‘friending’ Katherine, as they correctly pointed out I did not know her.

My loss was surely her – and Mr Zuckerberg’s – gain.

Or it was, until Katherine persisted and found a way for us to connect.

What a brilliantly generous human with such an alarming lack of judgement.

Which leaves me to say this …

Thank you so much Katherine.

Not for writing back – though I’m grateful for that – but for celebrating the emotion that comes from honesty, even when it can be the most uncomfortable journey of all.

You can read the story that started this journey, by clicking here.

I’m back next Monday. That should be enough time to have stopped laughing, crying and telling your parents you love them …

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Who Knew Monday Could Be Magic …
August 21, 2023, 8:15 am
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There’s no posts this week.

None at all.

I know … I know … what brilliant news. And on a Monday, no less.

Your gain is the people who find themselves sitting next to me on various planes, pain.

And don’t get me started on the poor folks who have to listen to me at this.

But don’t get too excited as I’m back next week.

Till then …

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Listen To The Terrible Tones Of The Corporate Toady Choir …

First of all, this is the last post for a week.

I’m away next week for a talk – I know, I know – and not back till Thursday evening so you can go into the weekend with an extra big smile on your face. Assholes.

Anyway, back to the post.

Over the years, this industry has shown an alarming lack of judgement in how it presents itself.

However, of all the terrible ideas, the absolute worst has to be when they decide to show how ‘fun’ they are through the art of song.

There’s been so many examples.

Sapient Nitro – remember them? – started it with something I can’t remember.

Then Mindshare Amsterdam got in the act saying they ‘work hard for your money’.

Not to be left out … Leo Burnett Sydney did – I think – a Sister Sledge song for a pitch.

Then Ogilvy Athens wrote a ‘ballad’ dedicated to David Ogilvy.

And then – one of my car-crash favourites – the Singapore Media Development Authority did a rap that, rumour has it, almost stopped Eminem wanting to continue his career. Maybe.

Despite having written a few times about these symphonies of shit, the reason there are so few links is because over the years, the guilty parties realised it made them look like a bunch of lunatic impersonator ‘entertainers’ appearing on a revival of Stars in Their Eyes.

Which is why I’m so happy that someone has decided to revive the trend with an epic re-write of Elton John’s ‘I’m Still Standing’ … filmed where the original video was shot. Cannes.

Better yet … at Cannes while I believe the festival was on.

Now, to be fair, it is way, way better than the other films mentioned and shown in this post.

That doesn’t mean much given they were worse than the worst musical duo on Britain’s Got Talent musical duo in history, but beggars can’t be choosers.

But I still can’t grasp why anyone would do this.

Don’t get me wrong, you don’t have to take yourself seriously while still taking what you do seriously … but to decide you have to ‘show’ you’re fun outside the context of how you’d actually interact with a client seems crazy. Almost as crazy as thinking this shows you’re ‘fun’.

And remember, this is coming from me … who did iPod Singing and wear birkenstocks!!!

So with that, let me send you off to your weekend with this rendition of I’m Still Standing … which still you might think is a joke but I can assure you isn’t as bad as sitting in the Majestic during the festival and watching people pour 2 grand bottles of champagne down their throat while publicly banging on about the economic crisis facing them and their clients.

Happy weekend.

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Why Leading A Department Is Part-Time Guard Dog, Part Cat Time Litter Tray …

I hope I’m a decent leader.

While I know there will be some people I’ve worked with, who definitely won’t hold that view … I hope the majority do.

Because – believe it or not – I try hard to be.

Sure, I make some mistakes.
And I can definitely be a pain in the ass.
But I am committed and invested in being the best boss I can be.

I consider myself fortunate because over the years, I’ve had incredible ‘teachers’.

From my parents to mentors to some old bosses … and of course, a few who were so shite, they taught me what not to do, haha.

And while there are many things I believe, adopt and hold dear, one of the most important is: always back your team in public and resolve disputes in private.

It sounds obvious … and it is … but it’s not always followed.

I’ve heard some shocking examples on Corporate Gaslighting … stuff that doesn’t just sound vicious, but the act of megalomaniacs.

But in terms of backing the team, there were few better than football manager legends, Brian Clough and Sir Alex Ferguson.

Yes, I accept they may have had some usual ways of doing this – and demonstrating this – but players knew that unless something exceptionally terrible had happened, their managers would always back them should they face public or managerial scrutiny.

Of course, there was a cost for this …

A cost that was simple but exhaustive.

And it was that the gift of being backed was reciprocated with dedication, focus and effort.

And that – to me – is key.

It’s OK to make mistakes.
It’s alright to sometimes mess things up.
But it can’t be because you were lazy or distracted.

I’ve said it many times, but I believe my job is to ensure that when someone in my team leaves, as they all will at some point, they go because they have a better job than they ever could have imagined.

Chosen for who they are, not just what they do.
Known for what they’ve created, not how well they’re known.
Chased for what they’ve changed, not what they maintained.

OK, there are some exceptions to that – mainly personal reasons, like love or a chance to chase something they’ve always wanted – but I believe I have a responsibility to them to help develop their natural talent, find and release their distinct strategic voice and move things out the way so they can create the most interesting shit of their lives.

It’s why my absolute worst scenario is someone leaving for a sideways move.

Oh my god, I would honestly feel I’d failed them.

And that’s why I place so much importance in backing them and showing my belief in them.

That doesn’t mean it’s blind faith.

We have very honest conversations a lot.

From gentle chats to bi-annual check-in/reviews … but they’re in private and focused on being through the lens of me wanting them to win.

Whether I achieve this is something only they can say. I hope most would agree with it [even those when we’ve parted ways] but if not, then I can assure them I’m working harder to be better.

The reason I say all this is because I saw something recently that I thought was a perfect example of backing the team.

It’s from the British Police.

Now they are getting a lot of stick at the moment. A lot totally deserved.

But this time it’s not them trying to justify an indefensible act … it’s something that resonated with me, because of Otis’ dysgraphia.

It was this.

The British Police – or maybe it’s all Police these days – have a bad reputation.

It’s manifested in mistrust and a lack of people wanting to sign up.

And while I fully appreciate they have a tough job and want to get better [as we saw with West Midland’s Police hiring my mate, Kay, to be their ‘artist in residence’ to better understand and connect to youth culture] … it’s acts like this that are more likely to help the public see the human side of the force as well as the compassionate side.

Anyone who runs a team knows it can be a painful job.

Some days it can feel more like being a cat-litter tray.

But when they know you’ll back them, they’ll back you with their talent, focus and commitment.

Well done Carlisle Police … we need more backing of people with neuro-diversity. Because the more we back those who are different, the more they will show the difference they can make.

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Are Microsoft Turning Into Samsung?

I always laughed when people blamed Microsoft Powerpoint for bad presentations.

The idea that this program was purely responsible for you choosing to write 15,000 pointless words on a page in small font.

Sure, it had limitations … sure, it could encourage a certain ‘look’ for what you wanted to present … but fundamentally, that was on you, not it.

Don’t get me wrong, for a tech company … I’m shocked at how bad their user experience is.

If you think their classic platforms are bad, you should see the utter shit show that is a parents account on X-Box.

Or Microsoft Teams.

Oh my god, how can a company that can so carefully and considerately design an X-Box controller for those with disability make such a shit show of everything else.

I literally don’t understand it. Honestly.

Teams is the most user un-intutitive experience I’ve ever had.

Things don’t make sense. Things are unnecessarily complex. Things are hidden.

And yet, instead of fixing this – it seems their focus is to land-grab the video collaboration market, regardless if people like working with it or not.

You can’t go a week without being told Teams now offers a new feature.

Some – as you can see from the photo above – are relatively big things.

Most, aren’t.

A range of tools/functions that seem to only cater to the most niche or nerdy of Teams users.

It all feels like Samsung phones.

When you start one up, you see a bunch of apps that seem to serve no purpose whatsoever other than to be able to say you can do something with it that no one will ever want to do something with.

Ego rather than value.

And here lies the problem with Microsoft …

They claim all they do is about aiding collaboration, but in practice, it appears they have no understanding of how teams – or humans for that matter – actually work together.

For all the efficiency they claim they want us to be able to operate at, they are – arguably – making us more inefficient, either by making things more difficult than it should – or needs – to be, or trying to push us to answers without any capacity for giving the situation some thought to make things better.

And maybe that’s the next gen of their business model.

A desire to make efficiency about quantity than quality … a way to help their corporate clients keep their staff costs lower by not allowing any one individual to rise while also giving them more opportunities to sell tools, like their new AI model which will be incorporated in many of their products.

Yeah … I know, I sound like a conspiracy nutcase and I don’t really believe this is the reason, which means it’s something far worse.

They make for what they wish we did rather than who we actually are.

Or said another way, innovators of control, rather than efficiency.

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