Beyond the horse's mouth
I’m often asked why I left the video games industry - which is a fair question considering I’d spent some 15 years trying to progress my career, hit the dizzying ‘heights’ of European Marketing Director for a company called Midway Games (if you know anyone who likes pulling video character’s spines out with Mortal Kombat, that’s my fault that is) and then walked away to make poker tables in my garage while running down a very generous gardening leave allowance.
Apart from the fact that I felt like I’d run out of new things to learn, I mostly left due to the frustrations of working AS AN EXPERT with people who WANTED AN EXPERT but who then (magically) KNEW BETTER THAN AN EXPERT.
I have a billion related anecdotes, but a general recurring issue was having, say, an American supplier come to me and ask how best to release a title in Italy. My experience was pretty good in the Italian market but luckily, my ITALIAN team had LOADS of experience in ITALY (which is why I kept them around). So we got our heads together and put together a plan for success in Italy. The American MD in question was very grateful for our detailed and sensible plan… and then disregarded it completely, did exactly what he’d do for an American market, and failed in oh so many beautiful ways. The cultural tone was completely wrong, the imagery was way off the mark, and various decisions on timings were completely against our recommendations.
When things crashed and burned he asked why it had gone so horribly wrong. We could have given him a detailed breakdown of why, but this simple answer was: ‘you sought out experts, and then ignored them’.
A similar incident involved being totally ignored (by Americans again - sorry America!) when I recommended against releasing a jet ski game in a country where I knew (but apparently the Americans didn’t) jet skiing was frowned upon and in the process of being regulated due to some horrendous accidents. Telling them this changed nothing, so they released an average game into a market that wouldn’t talk about, advertise or promote an activity. Needless to say, I had the last laugh (I didn’t actually; I was just aware how smug I was sounding). #partridge
The point (finally) is… in any walk of life, if you’re lucky enough to have experts on hand to assist you in a task, TRUST THEM. If I walk into a dentist’s and he tells me I need a filling, I don’t challenge him. I don’t insist he proves it. I TRUST HIM. He is the expert. “Thank god you’re here!” I say. “Thank god you can stop the pain!”. (I also don’t tell him “I was rather hoping for a new hip”, but that’s for another blog about moving goal posts).
I’m stunned when a failing restaurant owner calls in Gordon Ramsay (therefore acknowledging they need some expert help) and then argue the toss over every point. “I think our food’s great” BUT YOU’RE FAILING! “I think our staff are great” BUT YOU’RE FAILING!
Don’t be a kitchen nightmare; if you need an expert’s help then 1) good on you for dispensing with ego and asking for help, and 2) DON’T IGNORE IT.
Happy hunting.