When I started in the business 25-years-ago I hated the crusty old cynical guys that were always miserable and hated any change. I'm now that guy. We only have 12 people in our small department and I'm the least popular. I get along well with my boss and one other person. Most people are indifferent and a few downright dislike me. I think I'm still relatively well liked in other departments but the people that know me best can barely tolerate me.
Frankly, I would dislike me.
Part of the problem is I have not kept up with the new workplace. There is no unwritten code of conduct anymore. No one gives you a heads up when there is a shit storm headed your way. No one tips you off before reporting your failings to management. There is a gotcha attitude by back-line workers. There is a military like chain of command. I can't speak directly to someone else without going through their boss.
I honestly thought I would continue to be a nice guy as I got older but it didn't happen. We have one old guy on contract that is unfailingly happy and brings joy and good cheer to the office. I wanted to be that guy, but the workplace beat me down. I'm now cowering in my cube like a shut-in. I'm afraid to go to the bathroom in case I run into someone. I would hold court at the water cooler and now I make a break for the kitchen like a Navy Seal in camouflage. When my phone rings I'm startled out of my seat. Who is calling me? I ride the elevator praying no one will talk to me before I reach my 3rd floor office.
Don't get me wrong I actually like my job, I just haven't been able to keep up with the 21st century workplace. I still get the job done and on occasion can enjoy a post work beer with some of the old-school workers.
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