Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

June 7, 1991

Dear Everyone:

I spent two glorious, fun-filled days in Gaviota this week.  For those of you who are not up on California geography, Gaviota (population 94, Elevation 150) is roughly halfway between Santa Barbara and Buellton. 

How do you get to this particular spot in the middle of nowhere?  First you fly a jet from Oakland to LAX.  Then you walk to another part of the terminal and get on the cutest little JetStream, maximum capacity: 18; 20, if you include the pilot and copilot, which I like to do, if only to be polite.  This baby is so small that my carry-on tote bag had to be “checked” and stowed in the luggage compartment. 

I was in row 3, with a lovely view of the propeller.  Once we were airborne, the pilot went through the usual spiel:  Nearest exit (within arm’s reach); ETA (roughly twice as long as it took to get from the gate to the runway: ½ hour); weather and time at destination (pretty much the same as it is in LA); cabin pressure/oxygen masks (“Shucks, folks, we're just taking a little hop to Santa Barbara.  Y'all won't need those.”) 

At Santa Barbara, you rent a car and drive up to Gaviota.  I barely needed to ask directions.  “I'm going to Gaviota.”  “Of course you are,” the woman replied.  Why else would a Compite be in Santa Barbara?  She drew the directions on the map and told me how long it would take to get there (30 minutes). 

Everyone in Santa Barbara knows about the Gaviota Gas Plant.  It's there because of the Pt Arguello oil field. 

History.  Once upon a time (we’re talking of the late ‘60’s here), some Company geologists were doing some exploratory drilling off the coast of California, near Pt Arguello.  They'd pretty much done what they were supposed to do, but they were a little ahead of schedule and a little under budget, so they figured, what the hell, let's drill a little more.  So they drilled a little further than they'd planned and they hit the Monterey Formation. 

Back before there were XXX companies, or even people on the planet, the Monterey Formation contained hydrocarbons (oil).  However, the Monterey formation also contained some microscopic organisms that like to eat oil.  These little hydrocarbon-munching beasties had long ago nibbled their way through the Monterey Formation until it contained nothing but hydrocarbon leftovers (sometimes called magnetite). 

Consequently, geologists didn't pay much attention to the Monterey Formation.  They also overlooked the fact that these little beasties are very particular about where they live.  They like it warm.  Onshore California is warm.  Offshore California isn't (relatively speaking, from a microscopic beasty’s point of view). 

So, when these geologists drilled into the Monterey Formation, they hit the one thing they weren't expecting to find:  Oil. 

Unfortunately, at roughly the same time in history, Union Oil inadvertently drilled through a fault line and the ensuing oil came up the pipe, hit the fault line and spread itself all over the Southern California Beaches thus making many people very unhappy. And so, the moratorium on offshore drilling began. (Today, oil companies spend more time looking for fault lines than they do for oil, thus keeping all those geohazard survey companies employed.) 

So, the Company geologists put their Pt Arguello information into a cabinet marked “Secret Stuff -- Keep Out” and quietly ran seismic surveys of the area from time to time.  And waited for the Carter Administration to put its foot in it, Middle East-wise, which set off the Arab Oil Embargo, which suddenly made it advisable to open up offshore drilling again. 

And, when the right block came up for leasing, Company plunked down $333,000,000, and started drilling and soon announced that they'd discovered the biggest field since Prudhoe Bay (Alaska).  This was quite a few years ago.  But it takes time to develop the field and build the plant to process the oil once you get it out of the ground. 

The Gaviota Gas Plant started building in 1985.  They should have gone online several years ago.  But the environmentalists and the County of Santa Barbara have been throwing lawsuits and contradictory permit requirements and newly minted regulations and chicken feathers (and anything else they can think of) in the way to keep the plant, and the oilfield, from starting up.  Now, after all this time, they are going to start up and “Wayne”, the guy in charge of administrative services at the plant, decided that now would be a good time to fix the dreadful mess their file system is in--before things start to roll. 

Which explains why I spent two glorious, fun-filled days in Gaviota:  Reviewing their filing situation.  In a word:  Hopeless, but not serious.  A classic example of over-specialization.  Virtually every new document that has come in to be filed in the last six years has been placed in a separate folder. 

Example:  File # 1047 – “Personnel, Facial Hair Policy”.  One piece of paper, outlining the Company Policy that doesn’t allow “facial Hair” for men.  (It seems that Safety Regulations require that you be able to don a gas mask at any moment and a beard would interfere with its working properly.) 

File # 1047.1 -- :Personnel, Facial Hair Policy, Exceptions”.  One piece of paper:  Somebody didn't want to shave. 

Add to this the fact that the 800 series was set aside for “Employee Affairs” at the same time that the 1000 series was set aside for “Personnel”, which is the same thing.  Three (3) different places to look for Price, Waterhouse.  And a whole, separate set of files for Company Pipeline. 

At first, I (mentally) blamed the succession of file clerks who didn't seem to understand that you don't have to make up a new folder every time a new piece of paper comes into the file room.  But then I attended a Staff Meeting and one of the men mentioned that they had set up the file system before they had anything to file.  Then, everything became clear.  They weren't so much making up folders all the time as looking for something to place in folders that were already there. 

Rule #1:  Never set up a file until you have something to put into it. 

Rule #2:  Never let an engineer set up a filing system.  They're too literal minded.  They think “square pegs in square holes; round pegs in round holes“.  The key to a file structure is simplicity:  “Just file them all under ‘pegs’”. 

I've seen this before.  Once, when some guys in Design and Construction set up their file system, they even had a number especially set aside just in case they'd ever need to make up a folder for “Construction, Miscellaneous construction projects, Picnic tables“. 

When I get finished streamlining Gaviota's files, they won't need half the space and time that they're using now, which is good, because once the plant starts going, they're going to need twice as much as they have now. 

Movie review of the week.  Soapdish -- don't wait.  This one is worth full price.  Especially Kevin Kline's performance.  "Jeannie" and I were still laughing what we got home. 

Love, as always, 

Pete

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