Up until very recently, I worked within the corporate world. Some people think the corporate world is great while others don’t really have the time of day for the greed of the bigger organisations.
Yes, let us be honest in saying that some organisations just cannot justify their existence.
For a time, I had started taking an aerial view and trying to find meaning in my daily work. What I came up with, in a nutshell, was this; I worked for an organisation that existed to make a profit. There are many reasons an organisation can exist – to educate, develop people or create a platform for something or other, i.e. provide a service. However, in a lot of smaller organisations, the desire to make a buck within a world of ever increasing costs often got in the way of other things, like actually having a purpose, unrelated to making a buck.
The world is a tough place to live in. If you work in corporate, you would spend at least 40 hours a week in the office. Your colleagues often end up knowing you better than your partner does. You’re together at work, then you’re stressed and you go out for drinks with colleagues. You talk, and let’s be honest, office affairs are so common nobody even blinks when one happens. After traffic, TV, etc, a person might spend about two hours a day with their partner. TWO hours? Compared to the eight hours they spend with their colleagues.
Sometimes I feel like what we are outside of the office doesn’t matter much, or rather, we spend so much time in the ‘office persona,’ we forget that we are individuals outside of this organisation. People who don’t ‘fit in’ or conform with the mould might get the work done, but they don’t get the promotion. And of course, there is the ego stroking that’s required when you work for petty people. Of course, not everyone is like this. I once had a CEO who knew I swore like a sailor and wouldn’t think twice about kicking a rude bastard out of a store. He gave me free reign and in turn, I ran his store like it was my own baby. Fuck, the man could be a politically incorrect ass, asking you the most direct and personal questions but, he knew the people who worked with him and how to make them tick.
Going back to being a corporate robot, at some point, we forget that we are a separate entity with our own thoughts and desires, and we become part of the ‘we.’ Oh the dreaded ‘we’. You think you’re immune, well next time you’re on the phone with a client or talking to your friends about work, just watch yourself. Suddenly it becomes, ‘we this,’ and ‘we that,’ and ‘we think,’ or ‘we feel.’ When did this ‘we’ happen? Do you even agree with some of the things that ‘we feel’ should be done? Sometimes it was someone else’s idea and you don’t really buy into it, but to show a ‘publicly united’ front, you have suddenly become part of the fucking ‘we.’ To be fair though, it’s not just the corporate world. You could be working in McDonald’s, and still be part of their ‘we.’ If like me, you’ve ever managed a retail store, there might come a point where you forget where you begin and the store ends.
Has our existence been reduced to our professional roles? When we first meet someone, one of the first five questions that we ask is what they do for a living. I suppose up to a certain level, it tells us something about them, but does it define them? My late father was defined by his profession. I remember him working from 7:00am to 7:00pm on most days. For his work, he gave up a lot of things that he loved, including soccer, tennis and whatever else he liked. Then when he was no longer part of that big ‘we,’ he wasn’t really part of anything else. He had spent so much time at work that he forgot about the other things in his life, like being a father, a son, a brother.
I too had lost myself a few times. Being caught up in the ‘we’ through the day, I found that at the end of the day there was no space for ‘me’. I was too tired to know what I wanted as a person and my brain has been in ‘we’ mode so much that I couldn’t state what I desired or needed as an individual. I could make good decisions when it came to the company, but could hardly make any when it came to anything else.
Us humans, we are pack animals, even when we don’t admit it. We belong within community, but modern life has broken down traditional communities. More time is spent at work than talking to neighbours and the desire for gossip, which to be honest, can be just a bonding exercise among neighbours is fulfilled by watching reality television and reading gossip magazines. Oh don’t even get me fucking started on TV addiction and what that’s done to our ability to connect to people, have conversations and be part of a community. We are making up for grassroots community by becoming part of the manufactured concrete community, filling our desire to be part of a ‘we,’ at the office before we go home and sit in front of the TV or some gaming console.
I don’t know why it is, but perhaps it makes us feel bigger when we are dealing with strangers. Or perhaps it makes us feel like we belong. Or simply, perhaps it just makes us feel like we are less alone. Either way, just take time to observe, perhaps you are so much more part of the ‘we’ than you care to admit. And perhaps, nowadays it’s not so much about bringing your personal life into the work space as it is about letting your work take precedence over your personal life.
Edited by Cazz Eccles: http://lovewhatitloves.wordpress.com/