Work: High School 2.0

Growing up I remember watching my dad get on his suit and head off to work every morning, he always looked so important. Of course any one in a suit looked important to a kid. When I got a little older I can remember thinking to myself how much I wanted to be like my dad, how I couldn't wait until I could go off into the work force and take on the business world. Sure I was going to miss hanging out with my buddies and talking about girls all day, but we have to grow up sometime. However when I reached college the thought of being 'businesslike' all day sent a shiver down my spine, how can I be serious ALL day? What is it that these people in their tall buildings and business-casual attire do all day? Now that I'm here, I've realized that I had nothing to fear…work is totally like high school…just that we're all a bit older, and well…fatter.

If we had a phone and a computer at our desk when we were in high school or if we had lots of homework now, it would be hard to differentiate between the two. You've got all of the same players; You've got the jocks, only now there are the highly motivated jerks that have a bit of power in the company but love to tell everyone what to do…think middle management. You've got the nerds, the IT guys…they are literally the nerds from your high school, I don't know how they found me. The hotties: Look it's Jill from Purchasing! Your boss is kinda like the teacher, loves to tell you what to do and responds well to ass kissing. The head honchos are like the Principal, you don't want to get in trouble with them. People seem to develop these types of roles while in high school and have a hard time letting go of.

There's after school sports, like 3 pitch and volleyball (the physical sports are way to dangerous for us old people now). We still have our lunch break and recesses; hey there's even a cafeteria in some places. Remember passing notes in class? We still do that, it's just been upgraded. Email. We give notes not only to the person sitting beside us but to people half way around the world. We got so into telling people what we were thinking during class that we couldn't let it go…ahhh Email, what would I do without you?

Above all of these similarities it's the way we act that is the most like high school. I mean, we still hang out in cliques for god's sake. God forbid if you have lunch with someone from another department or from a lower pay scale. We still have the automatic grouping ability that we learned when we were teens. I guess old habits die hard…like watching cartoons. The one thing that I thought for sure I was going to be able to escape when I left high school is the one thing that got worse: rumours. I have never heard so much gossip and rumour in my life. (No, I'm spelling that right…I'm Canadian) Haven't we gotten past this people? I mean, should I care that Jimmy is sleeping with Jenny? I don't really, but you feel the need to pass it on to someone if it comes to you. I think we've been brainwashed to think that people really need to know what bad thing was done at the company Christmas party. Maybe if you spent more time partying and less time watching people so you could get good gossip, these parties might actually be fun. Oh, and what's with people making up shit about people? I've had so many rumours about me that weren't even close to the truth it's laughable. Why not just ask me if I slept with the boss' daughter? It's because you haven't grown up yet. Just because I shared an elevator with a girl that doesn't we're goin' steady. What are you, eleven?

It's not that I'm pushing for people to grow up so fast that they die tomorrow…well, maybe that guy from the mailroom. I'm just shocked at how nothing changes too fast. I guess in a weird way I'm pretty happy about the whole thing…I mean you don't have to worry about not being able to party and pick up chicks anymore. Of course the whole dating at work thing is frowned upon…and well if you party too much it'll get around…awe, nuts. Work sucks.



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