"It's not people; it's equipment," I explain . "We can't fire machines. And, anyway, what they do is essential. We couldn't produce most of our products without these two operations."
"So why don't you make them go faster?" asks Sharon.
"Sure, Dad," says Davey. "Remember what happened on the hike when you took Herbie's pack from him? Maybe you could do something kind of like that in the plant."
"Yeah, but it's not quite that simple," I say.
Mom says, "Alex, I know you'll do the best you can. If you've got these two slow pokes holding everything up, you'll just have to keep after them and make sure they don't waste any more time."
I say, "Yeah, well, I've got to run. Don't wait up for me. I'll see you in the morning."
Waiting at the gate, I watch Jonah's plane taxi up to the terminal. I talked to him in Boston this afternoon just before he was leaving for Los Angeles. I told him I wanted to thank him for his advice, but that the situation at the plant was impossible so far as we could see.
"Alex, how do you know it's impossible?" he asked.
I told him, "We've only got two months left before my boss goes to the board of directors with his recommendation. If we had more time, maybe we could do something, but with only two months..."
"Two months is still enough time to show an improvement," he said. "But you have to learn how to run your plant by its constraints."
"Jonah, we've analyzed the situation thoroughly-'
He said, "Alex, there are two ways that the ideas I'm giving you won't work. One is if there isn't any demand for the products your plant makes."
"No, we have a demand, although it's shrinking as our prices go up and service deteriorates," I said. "But we still have a size- able backlog of orders."
"I also can't help you if you're determined not to change. Have you made up your mind to do nothing and let the plant close?"
"It's not that we want to give up," I told him. "It's that we don't see any other possibilities."