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Just a few minutes into Fish Camp,
I have an important decision to make. I am sitting in the lodge-themed
conference room of a Marriott hotel outside Minneapolis with 140 people
many of them human-resources managers whose companies have
paid $850 for their presence here. At my table are five women, mostly
middle-aged, all strangers to one another. Our first assignment is to
come up with a name for our team, which will spend the next two days collaborating
with other teams in the quest for joyous collegiality. Best name wins
a stuffed fish.
My teammates and I settle on Crappie,
a kind of spiny sunfish whose name is pronounced "croppy." Our
message, of course, is that we have a good sense of humor and not a bad
attitude. Then someone suggests that when we announce our name, we stand
up, pucker, and flap our hands against our necks as though we have gills.
My tablemates are all giggles at the idea. But I am here as a journalist,
an observer, and they know it. "Are you going to do it?" one
of them asks me.That was my decision to make. Did I want to be part
of the fun? Or did I want to be an outsider? Are you in the
school, or are you not in the school?
Moments later, I stand and pucker
and flap. We don't win the big prize. But although I don't yet know it,
I am a little bit closer to understanding Fish.
* * *
Maybe you've heard of the Fish thing
or more precisely, the Fish! thing. It's a management phenomenon
that started out quietly. In 1998, ChartHouse Learning, a small company
in Burnsville, Minn., produced a videotape extolling the happy work environment
of Pike Place Fish, an even smaller outfit doing business in Seattle's
famous Pike Place open-air market. The video Fish! led to a book
(same title), which was published to little fanfare in early 2000. Inc.
reviewed it dismissively. Most publications didn't review it at all.
Two years later more than 1 million copies
of Fish! are in print, the book has been translated into 10 languages,
and it is a consistent best-seller on Amazon.com's business-books list.
A sequel, Fish! Tales, was released in April. The video sells and
rents at a brisk pace; so do spin-off products (workbooks, hats, stuffed
fish, even a CD of the "Fish! Song") and coaching and seminar
services.
Fish joins a long tradition of management-advice
franchises that purport to engage not just their readers' minds but also
their hearts and spirits by way of parable, metaphor, or some easily swallowed
conceit. Only a few of those usually book-based movements (The One
Minute Manager; Jesus, CEO; Who Moved My Cheese?) have actually taken
off. A common theme among the successes, according to Andrew J. DuBrin,
an industrial psychologist and professor of management at the Rochester
Institute of Technology, is that they speak to values "values
that people think they should have." That's a general observation,
of course. DuBrin adds that if it were possible to isolate the characteristics
of management books that generate million-copy sales, he'd write one himself.
Fish appears poised to join the elite ranks
of work-think success stories. I had come to the Lodge room at the Marriott
to find out why. What is it, exactly, that the Fish sellers are selling?
And who is buying it?
* * *
Clad in a fluorescent orange shirt, Stephen
Lundin (camp director and "big tuna") and Carr Hagerman (head
counselor and "action figure") haul a flip chart to the front
of the room. Hagerman draws a series of lines to suggest a graph. But
it is not a graph of anything. The graph is there, Lundin explains airily,
"for people who need data," and although it is meaningless,
"we'll point to it from time to time." Lundin tells us he has
his Ph.D., and Hagerman instructs us to say "Ooooooh" every
time Lundin mentions that credential. We get the point: Fish Camp is a
haven from number crunching, bullet points, endless objectives, and purely
symbolic authority.
Although a show of hands indicates that almost everyone
has seen the video Fish!, we spend a few minutes watching a highlights
reel. The remainder of the morning will be devoted to stories told by
camp leaders and campers alike. The morning's focal tale is the story
of Fish itself.
* * *
One advantage that Fish has over similar
movements is the case study at its core. In 1997, John Christensen, CEO
of ChartHouse Learning, which makes educational videos, took a business
trip to Seattle and found himself wandering around the Pike Place market.
Fishmongering is tough work, done in 12-hour shifts and marked by stench,
scales, blood, and exposure to the elements. To Christensen's surprise,
however, the workers at Pike Place Fish did not appear beaten down by
their environment. In fact, they were positively giddy. In their fish-tossing
antics, their theatrical clowning, their energy, and their fun, Christensen
saw something magic. It was not a paradigm, but a paragon: the way work
ought to be.
"It was a gift," says Christensen,
43, who has the unassuming manner and trim beard of a central-casting
English-lit professor. Certainly, the timing was fortunate for his then-ailing
company. ChartHouse, which Christensen's father founded in 1958 and built
into a successful seller of business-philosophy films, had shrunk to just
20 employees following a messy break with a collaborator who sued the
company in a copyright dispute. (The suit was finally settled.) "Let's
not dwell on that stuff," Christensen says mildly. "The company
needed a new center."
Thinking he might have found that center,
Christensen struck up a conversation with one of the fishmongers, met
the owner of Pike Place Fish, and ultimately returned to shoot 24 hours
of film. Drawing on his own business-training background, he distilled
the Pike Place crew's observations and anecdotes into a handful of slogan-simple
ideas that could be applied to any workplace where morale and service
needed a boost.
The resulting 17-minute film is entertaining,
and it's hard to watch the "fish guys," some of whom are wildly
charismatic, without feeling a certain envy. They do indeed appear to
be having the time of their life, as do the laughing, adoring mobs that
surround their stand. And they're obviously selling a lot of fish. Who
wouldn't want to be like them? Then there's the chemistry thing. ChartHouse's
core audience of trainers and human-resources managers is at least 60%
female (the percentage of women at Fish Camp was even higher), so it probably
doesn't hurt the film's popularity that many Pike Place workers are strapping
young men who are adept at physical labor and warm in conversation.
Released by ChartHouse in 1998, the film
Fish! won a dedicated following during the next few years thanks largely
to word of mouth. The video has been translated into 17 languages and
has been purchased by 15,000 organizations at $590 a pop. Companies ranging
from small businesses to Fortune 500 corporations have carried out its
prescriptions. Southwest Airlines, for example, screens the video as part
of its ongoing "soft skills" training.
In 2000, Hyperion published the book Fish!,
which restates the video's lessons by way of a parable about a female
manager at a fictitious Seattle financial institution. Inspired by the
fishmongers, the manager converts the "toxic-energy dump" operations
group into a high-morale, high-quality department. (She also gets engaged
to a fish guy.)
Today ChartHouse is back up to 41 employees
and revenue growth of 35% to 40% a year. Almost all of that growth can
be traced to the Fish franchise. "Fish is helping people," Christensen
says. "It's a message whose time, I think, has definitely come."
That may be true. Although at this point, I still hadn't quite sussed
out what that message is.
* * *
It's late morning on day two of Fish Camp,
and the campers are bearing witness. Hagerman, a handsome fellow with
thick, dark hair, darts around the room, thrusting his microphone into
the faces of those wishing to testify. Seizing the mike, camper Mike Pierce
commands the crowd's attention with the confidence of a professional talk-show
host. He is, in fact, the California director of recruiting and training
for SCI, a large funeral and cemetery company. Pierce tells us that last
summer he made Fish the centerpiece of his portion of a presentation for
150 senior managers, including board members. He decided to do so at the
last second, largely improvising his performance about the power
of playfulness in front of a buttoned-down, traditional, non-fish-tossing
crowd. "It's like that movie build it and they will come,"
Pierce says. "I'm just gonna be this, and they'll come. I'm not going
to worry about whether people are buying in." The applause swells.
Lois M. Bugg Shadrick takes the floor and
dramatically describes the glum atmosphere at the company where she works.
"A group of us started doing Fish two years ago," she says.
"It's not 'sanctioned' " she makes the quote marks with
her fingers "by the corporation." But Shadrick got the
video from a coworker, and someone else borrowed it and "disseminated
the information." Hagerman chimes in to endorse the idea that one
person can begin to make the change. That is "where the fires begin,"
he says. "It becomes a grassroots sort of movement."
* * *
The Fish "movement" is built around
four axioms derived by Christensen from the fishmongers' example. The
first is Choose Your Attitude. You may have no control over what job you
have, but you do control how you approach that job. Second: Make Their
Day. Engage and delight customers and coworkers instead of grudgingly
doing the bare minimum. Third: Be Present. Don't daydream about where
you aren't; instead, make the most of where you are. Look customers and
coworkers in the eye and always believe, "This moment exists for
you and me. Let's make the most of it." And fourth: Play. Have as
much fun as you can at whatever it is you're doing, so as to cultivate
a spirit of innovation and creativity.
Depending on what attitude you're choosing
right about now, this all sounds either seductively simple or incredibly
banal. But work-advice books tend to succeed not on the basis of original
ideas but rather on the skillful articulation of basic truths that no
one could seriously disagree with. The Fish philosophers' thesis is twofold.
First, a positive attitude is a good thing for you, for your coworkers,
and for your customers. In other words, the world would be a happier place
if the world were a happier place. The attractiveness of that timeless
message is almost certainly enhanced by the fact that it cuts against
the ruthless, numbers-driven, efficiency-obsessed, maximize-shareholder-value
ideology enforced by Six Sigma "black belts" and the like.
The second argument represents an even greater
break from conventional business-think. "It is fashionable today
to believe that we should not settle for anything less than doing what
we love," the introduction to the Fish! book tells us. It's true:
work has come to be seen as a source of meaning. But Fish acknowledges
implicitly that in the modern service economy most jobs are meaningless.
At the very least, it's a challenge to find meaning in being a cashier
or a telemarketer. So Fish advises adherents to stop worrying about the
quest to "do what you love" and instead learn to love what you
do.
There's something admirably pragmatic in
that sentiment but also something almost shockingly fatalistic. After
all, the American idea of business if not the American idea of
America is based on striving for something better, not learning
to be happy with what you've got.
* * *
Not surprisingly, the message has its detractors.
"I worked for a company who force-fed us this philosophy ... book,
tape, and all," begins a review of the book posted on Amazon .com.
The posting goes on to describe the program as "cornball," "ridiculous,"
and "contrived." "What's sad," the reviewer continues,
"is that companies actually think that throwing fish around is something
that should be done (the company I worked for had a fish throw ... an
actual afternoon dedicated to throwing dead fish at each other).... I
was burned out on the philosophy after two days of training, and I voluntarily
left the company two months after being hired."
I had assumed that I'd find someone like
that at Fish Camp an unabashed skeptic who had been forced by some
manager to attend. But no. The camp's attendees were like a band of self-styled
rebels pep-istas, the radical happy waging an uphill battle
against the forces of grumpiness. The only negative words I heard spoken
at camp, or in follow-up conversations with training and human-resources
directors who use Fish materials, were directed at malcontents like the
unknown reviewer: "Attitudinal vampires." "Resister sisters."
"Toxic-energy centers." Outsiders.
All that left me feeling conflicted. On
the one hand, who could possibly object to a happier workplace? I spent
a decade managing and being managed in various office situations, and
none was remotely as joyous as Pike Place Fish. But when I saw
on one of the Fish! video sequels a gang of crazily dressed
call-center operators dancing in a conga line around their cubicles, I
cringed. Such workplace antics would only have hastened my decision to
become what I am today: a person who works at home, alone, and prefers
it that way. Am I cynical? An attitudinal vampire?
* * *
Movie time again. We're watching Fish!
Sticks, a sequel in which Christensen returns to Pike Place to learn
from the fishmongers how they maintain their cheerful attitude over time.
Not surprisingly, his investigation produces a whole new set of axioms,
all rooted in the notion of personal vision, which the film calls "it."
Since the first film was shot, the "it" at Pike Place has apparently
shifted, from "being world famous" to "achieving world
peace."
In Fish! Sticks we hear a good deal
from John Yokoyama, Pike Place's owner, who admits that he was once a
grouchy and difficult boss. Then he "got some training" that
made him realize change was possible, and he began the journey that transformed
his business.
So what was the training that Yokoyama received?
The film doesn't say, and the answer isn't in any of the voluminous printed
material in our camp packs. In fact, it was EST: the human-potential program
created in the early 1970s by Werner Erhard. Dogged by various controversies,
some of which were reportedly stoked by Dianetics partisans, Erhard walked
away from his business in 1991. But the underlying "technology"
lives on through the Landmark Forum, which claims that its programs still
draw 125,000 participants a year.
That is not to say that Fish is a reformulation
of, or is even based on, EST ideas, and Christensen insists that the movements
take different approaches. Only the film Fish! Sticks, with its
mantra of "Commit; Be it; Coach it," echoes the language of
EST and its successor, the Landmark Forum. "We're on delicate ground
on that one," Christensen says when asked about the association.
"We stay away from saying it because Landmark in some areas has a
really, really negative connotation. People either love it or they think
it's a cult."
Christensen says that although Yokoyama
had talked up Landmark's benefits from the beginning, a combination of
resistance and a busy schedule kept the filmmaker from seriously looking
into it until last year. He eventually took and enjoyed a Landmark seminar
and says about half his employees have gone through the program. Landmark
loves the Fish films, Christensen adds. "It's spreading their gospel
in a unique way."
* * *
The EST connection certainly doesn't bother
Fish's followers, most of whom are apparently unfamiliar with Landmark.
Checking in with some fellow campers after the event, I found them, by
and large, ebullient. Mike Pierce expressed total confidence that Fish
would "take on a life of its own" at his company. Judy Harlow,
who works for a small accounting firm in Denver, said her coworkers responded
enthusiastically to her report about the camp experience. Carolyn Butler,
one of my tablemates and a high school assistant principal from Fredrick
County, Va., left "totally energized" and made a Fish presentation
for her colleagues. So did another fellow Crappie, Kathy A. Dunn, who
works for the 350-employee First Essex Bank, in Andover, Mass., which
is many months into a full-out Fish embrace. As a result, customers mention
the bankers' sunny attitudes, and employees are getting along better,
she assured me.
I also spoke with Dunn's boss, First Essex
chairman and CEO Leonard A. Wilson. A Fish-ionado himself, Wilson offers
an unsentimental take on the program from management's perspective. "Fish
isn't going to make horrible, inexperienced employees into good employees,"
he says. "It's not going to make up for fundamental flaws in your
business plan or training." But most workers could give an extra
10% to 40%, Dunn explains. Fish is a way to get at an employee's "pool
of discretionary effort."
Wilson sounds more like Dunn when he explains
the changes Fish has wrought on Essex's "internal customers."
Thanks to the program, "we treat each other with more courtesy and
respect," he says. "You know don't take calls while I'm
talking to you. Don't give me a disingenuous 'Hello.' Look me in the eye
and say 'Good morning.' "
* * *
Wilson's words echo a core message of Fish
Camp: that business needs to return to a kinder, gentler formulation.
And Fish appears overall to be a benign force in the world. Christensen
urged me to focus on the fact that Fish has "helped an awful lot
of people." That seems to be true.
The only question that still bothers me
is one of tolerance. Although Fish's founders would no doubt reject the
idea, I suspect that many of its fans are hardwired for rah-rah. A customer-friendly
attitude is "excruciatingly hard to instill in people," says
Peter Nelson, Southwest Airline's manager of creative development, explaining
why his company hires people who already possess that trait.
There's certainly nothing wrong with Fish's
positive reinforcement for the preternaturally upbeat nor with any collateral
mood boosting that might go on among coworkers. But I found something
creepy in the comments of some fellow campers, who said Fish would give
less-peppy but presumably competent coworkers "a chance
to fit in." Or that those who didn't fit in would "have to go."
I enjoyed most of the people I met at Fish
Camp, particularly my tablemates. If anyone from team Crappie wants to
have dinner again, I'd be pleased to. It was fun to spend a couple of
days among the radical happy.
But I'm not sure I'd want to work with them.

This
story appeared in the August, 2002, issue of Inc.

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