Every June in my training, a formal graduation dinner was held to celebrate the accomplishments of the program and the outgoing residents.
At our graduation dinner one year, the projector wouldn’t turn on.
One of the distinguished professors of neurosurgery looked at it and couldn’t get it working. Another neurosurgeon joined him. Then another…and another…and another.
Turns out it takes exactly six neurosurgeons (and one smart secretary) to fix a projector.
Just because someone is an expert in one thing, it doesn’t make them an expert in another.