It struck me yesterday that offices are almost a perfect antithesis of the whole rave thing, lots of people who barely know each other not speaking about each other or showing empathy or even allowing any conversation you might get attached to or care about to take place.
The sheer volume of people communicating in a day without ever caring who they're talking to since it's about work is scary when you think about it.
Further to that offices themselves are so devoid of any single thing a human being could care about or feel attached to, hence, I guess, the pictures of relatives etc stuck to peoples cubicles.
In a way I think back to my school days and it was a bit like this too.
Is this all twee nonsense or a real thing? And if so how do you overcome it? What are the solutions? Is there a way around it for you?
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:22 (twenty-two years ago)
That said, I *love* working from home, and any chance I get, I'll take it.
― Mark C (Mark C), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:31 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:36 (twenty-two years ago)
― Mark C (Mark C), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:39 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:41 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tom (Groke), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:44 (twenty-two years ago)
That'll be at 6 am after the rave has finished then, in my general albeit long-gone experience.
My schooldays were great, though; the complete antithesis of the whole office thing, which only makes me grateful that I have my own office so I don't really have to get involved. I admit that this may be part of the underlying problem.
― Marcello Carlin, Friday, 29 August 2003 09:48 (twenty-two years ago)
It doesn't really upset me, I'm here for 3 more weeks or something, I just think it would be impossible to do for a long time. The bank was slightly worse, very pokey and only 11 people so very easy to get irritated. Also the environment created by hearing people talk about money and by having yourself berated by customers about money all day is kind of eerie.
More hippyism I guess, I think even the social exchanges are kind of forced, like they seem to follow patterns of holiday/football/haircuts and nothing else, yet I don't think the people involved are boring or anything, they seem nice.
(Marcello usually it takes till at least 9! you forgot the afterparty)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:49 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tom (Groke), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:51 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:53 (twenty-two years ago)
― Nick Southall (Nick Southall), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:53 (twenty-two years ago)
I have good conversations at work, occasionally. But I do most of my meaningful communicating on the net in one way or another I guess. I don't have a problem with needing a separate, boring, mode of interaction for work; it's just necessary.
Mark's right, people leave work and go home to lives just as rich and weird and interesting as mine, of course they do.
― Archel (Archel), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:57 (twenty-two years ago)
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Friday, 29 August 2003 09:58 (twenty-two years ago)
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:00 (twenty-two years ago)
I have liked a lot of the office work I have done, but I've been pretty lucky.
*Nothing wrong with this in principle.
― Pete (Pete), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:01 (twenty-two years ago)
― gareth (gareth), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:05 (twenty-two years ago)
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:08 (twenty-two years ago)
By the way when I said "I wonder what their lives are like" I was totally implying that they have an interesting leisure time etc, that was the entire point I was making!
I think it's a sensitive thing in a way, in the bank I used to just want to walk out when someone would get really pissy on the phone. I also find it hard to be funny at work or be myself.
Does anyone else find wearing formal clothes really affects their confidence?
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:09 (twenty-two years ago)
― angela (angela), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:11 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:14 (twenty-two years ago)
― angela (angela), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:17 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:18 (twenty-two years ago)
You are confusing offices with indie clubs.
― N. (nickdastoor), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:19 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:21 (twenty-two years ago)
― Pete (Pete), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:21 (twenty-two years ago)
when i started working i found the whole experience as odd as could be, now i really have got used to it and hardly ever think about it at all. i am robot-angela.
― angela (angela), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:25 (twenty-two years ago)
― gareth (gareth), Friday, 29 August 2003 10:37 (twenty-two years ago)
yeah, it took me a while to get over this. something about having to tuck in my shirt eats away at my ego.
in my office, i know way too much about co-workers real lives. most of it is all the same. making babies, buying houses, vacations, spouse complaints, the red sox... why do they speak to me when i have my headphones on??
― kephm, Friday, 29 August 2003 12:22 (twenty-two years ago)
i guess it has to do with how much you identify with your vocation. for me, personally, very little right now.
― Kingfish (Kingfish), Friday, 29 August 2003 13:16 (twenty-two years ago)
However I guess I'm quite lucky in that I have a fairly pleasant life outside of work, so the job is a means to an end and something I have to do to make my life outside of it better. I can get through the drudgery and the banality and whatever because it's not the main thing in my life, even if it does take up the most time. The quality of the time I spent outside of it is infinitely better than it would be if I had no job at all, and I would rather have evenings and weekends with money and a reasonable standard of living than spend all day at home impoverished and bored.
― ailsa (ailsa), Friday, 29 August 2003 13:25 (twenty-two years ago)
― dave q, Friday, 29 August 2003 13:35 (twenty-two years ago)
― Orbit (Orbit), Friday, 29 August 2003 14:39 (twenty-two years ago)
Though, I was on my own today, and I could feel the library slowly choking the life out of me. Or, maybe I just ate something bad.
― jel -- (jel), Friday, 29 August 2003 16:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― N. (nickdastoor), Friday, 29 August 2003 23:34 (twenty-two years ago)
― teeny (teeny), Friday, 29 August 2003 23:38 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Saturday, 30 August 2003 05:14 (twenty-two years ago)
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Saturday, 30 August 2003 15:07 (twenty-two years ago)
― ayemee, Sunday, 31 August 2003 00:13 (twenty-two years ago)
But having said that I really don't think 9-5 is killing my soul. This may be because I have a worthwhile job and my coworkers are mostly interesting people.
In truth, I prefer having a well-informed discussion regarding some work issue about which I can really make a difference, than a lot of the mundane blather (nice weather we're having, pity about the war) than happens when you're 'socialising'.
― isadora (isadora), Sunday, 31 August 2003 02:53 (twenty-two years ago)