My wife bought a Steel Grip 36in Lightweight Aluminum Pick Up Tool.
I saw it on our combination dining room/craft/office table and asked her what it was for.
“My eye pillow fell behind the bed and I can’t reach it.” she told me. (This led to some confusion for me at first because I thought she was referring to an iPillow, presumably an Apple product I had never heard of.)
“I can easily get that for you.” I eventually replied while reaching behind the bed and retrieving her iPillow.
That seemed to end the conversation. But I was still surprised that she bought an entire new gadget to accomplish something that is pretty easy to solve with ordinary human effort– such as asking her husband. I couldn’t resist teasing her about it as I discovered that the squeaky gripper was also a good tool for annoying my dogs. Lenore is usually the epitome of sensible practicality. She’s usually the one restraining me from buying unnecessary things. So, it felt good to see her have a little lapse, for once.
In testing, I see a lot of that: introducing tools that aren’t needed and mostly just clutter up the place. All over the industry, technocrats seem to turn to tools at the slightest excuse. Tools will save us! More tools. Never mind the maintenance costs. Never mind what we lose by distancing ourselves from our problems. Automation!
(Please don’t bother commenting about your useful tool kit. I’m not talking about useful tools, here. I’m talking about a tool that was purchased specifically to solve a problem that was already easily solved without it. I am talking about an unnecessary tool.)
So then what happens…?
A few weeks later, I am getting bored with my walks. Well, let me back up: I am at the age where physical fitness is no longer about looking sharp, or even feeling good. It’s becoming a matter of do I want to keep living or what? The answer is yes I want to live, Clarence. That means I must exercise. This year I have been walking intensively.
But it’s boring. I can’t get anything done when I’m walking. I don’t like listening to music, and anyway I feel uncomfortable being cut off from the sounds of my surroundings. Therefore, I trudge along: bored.
One day I realized I can have more fun walking if I picked up garbage along my way. That way I would be making the world better as I walked. At first I carried a little trash sack at my waist, but my ambitions soon grew, and within days I decided it was time to walk the main road into town with a 50-gallon industrial trash bag and a high viz vest.
As I was leaving on my first mission, Lenore handed me the gripper.
It was the perfect tool.
It was exactly what I needed.
It would save my back and knees.
My gripper gets a lot of use, now. I’m wondering if I need to upgrade to a titanium and carbon fiber version. I’m thinking of crafting a holster for it.
Is There a Moral Here? Yes.
One of the paradoxes of Context-Driven testing is that on the one hand, you must use the right solution for the situation; while, on the other hand, you can only know what the right solution can be if you have already learned about it, and therefore used it, BEFORE you needed it. In other words, to be good problem solvers, we also need to dabble with and be curious about potential solutions even in the absence of a problem.
The gripper spent a few weeks lying around our home until suddenly it became my indispensable friend.
I guess what that means is that it’s good to have some tolerance and playfulness about experimenting with tools. Even useless ones.