In almost every company I’ve known there’s something that has been sitting still for years. Not an abandoned project, which would at least be honest. Something that officially counts as in progress, that surfaces now and then in conversation, and that every time gets pushed back with a reasonable justification.
Nobody ever killed it. It was simply never the right moment.
A postponed choice is a different animal, and a far less dangerous one. Postponing means knowing it’s there, having looked at it, having decided not now. It has a date, even if the date slips. Sooner or later somebody picks it up again.
The slow choice has no date because it was never framed as a choice. It became the way things are.
You recognize them by a detail in the language. Nobody says “we decided not to do it.” They say “we haven’t managed to yet”, or “it’s something we’ll have to deal with at some point.” That “at some point” is a tense that exists in no calendar, and that’s precisely what it’s for.
When I go looking at what’s actually holding the thing still, it’s almost never technical difficulty. It’s that somebody loses out.
Revising a price list means telling two long-standing clients that their price has been off the market for three years. Rewriting a service means admitting the current one wasn’t working. Closing a line of business means explaining it to the person who proposed it and spent two years on it. None of these is a complicated decision to make. They’re all unpleasant conversations to have.
And unpleasant conversations don’t get put in the calendar. You wait for them to become unavoidable.
The cost of waiting isn’t zero, but it’s well distributed. There’s no single day when you see it. It shows up as a background drag, a constant need to remember, meetings that keep getting longer, a sense of pushing rather than moving. All of which gets blamed on something else, usually lack of time.
Then a moment arrives when the thing decides itself, and that’s the worst part. The long-standing client leaves on their own. The person who cared resigns. The market closes the line for you.
At that point the unpleasant conversation isn’t needed any more, and it almost feels like relief. But somebody else made the decision, and they picked the worst possible moment.
I don’t know a method for making those conversations easy. I only know a way to notice which ones they are, and it takes a few minutes. You write the list of things that have counted as in progress for more than a year. Then, next to each one, you write the name of the person who would receive the news.
The list is usually short and the names usually repeat.
That’s the point where the company stopped. It has nothing to do with strategy.