Tag: Work

  • Forced Fun Isn’t

    Forced Fun Isn’t

    LinkedIn is headlining “Enforced fun is never fun“.

    I’ve attracted some undesired attention from a former employer because I voiced public support for the establishment of a union. I always said that if there was a union formed there, I’d be first in line. But let’s be real. I left there 4 years ago. My opinion means nothing on that issue!

    But I’ll tell you a story (my way of saying some bits have been altered just to make it a better story) about enforced fun.

    This place used to have 2x a year academic meetings. They’d start ~Tuesday (Monday for mid-level management) and finish Saturday after commencement. I still cringe to think that I was involved in that.  You want your team to have a good time but there is just no escaping that the culture placed an emphasis on:

    • Be in the right place,
    • At the right time,
    • Wearing the right clothes,
    • Saying the right thing.
    Enforce fun via lego at a work event in 2015.

    ^ Enforced fun that I’m sorry to say I planned.  But 3 thoughts on this:

    1. Legos are SO expensive. Who decided that?
    2. I went OUT OF MY WAY to make sure that a diverse set of lego people choices was available. In the end, that was a waste of all of my time and money.
    3. I’ve learned my lesson. I no longer think that “fun” should be combined with work as the LinkedIn article suggests.

    I’m also a veteran of how much teams don’t understand the word “optional” even when you over, over, over emphasize it.

    I watched a team member limp through an “optional” excursion to Epcot as her strong pain meds wore off and she kept saying “I’m fine!” I’ve seen my team members apologize that they could not have “optional” dinner with me but wanted to go back to their hotel rooms for the evening.

    Lesson: If employees think that their job gets a “bump up” for doing it, they will.

    Indeed, mid-level managers were instructed to, if needed, walk the halls of the meeting space to MAKE SURE that all of our team members were in the right rooms all of the time (nevermind that that behavior puts these managers NOT in the rooms to hear what is being presented).

    It was well known that a good way to get fired was to be SEEN in the wrong place at the wrong time at these academic meetings. I remember when 3 good mentors were spotted in the daytime in the hotel elevator smelling of alcohol. The fact that they were GOOD mentors is what barely kept them employed after that. Don’t get me started on the he said/she said rumors of who was seen in who’s hotel room.

    But on the traditional Friday night, when I became a mid-level manager, 

    my mentor manager said “You wanna get outta here?” and I was like “YAAAAS!”

    We started a tradition. The employer always offered a mexican-themed meal. But we hiked out as unseen as we could and would eat, on our own dimes/not putting in for reimbursement, some other place in town just to get away from the work culture. A drink or two might have been consumed.

    Then we’d hustle back because we had to:

    • Be in the right place,
    • At the right time,
    • Wearing the right clothes,
    • Saying the right thing

    for a mixer for 2 hours.  That became an act of circulating just enough to be seen by one’s boss and then finding the right moment to leave. Believe me, employees did get in trouble if they were not in the room at the start of that mixer and if the room emptied out by 2 hours later, the employees NOT there had to have a good reason (like illness) to leave. The management was always clear that employees were required to be at certain events–no getting out of it. That created a bit of consternation because, for the 7 years I was in liberal arts/general education, we didn’t have ‘assigned’ student that were graduating but we still have to be in the room, standing around awkwardly hoping that a student would remember us from a few years prior and even though we had never met in person, come over and introduce themselves.

    This all shows the trend to bleed non-work (fun) into work and vice versa isn’t the right place for it. (I have a 6 part article on Keeping Work In Its Place). As some are saying on LinkedIn, it’s fine to have fun at work or to be fun to work with. But when you force it, you’ve crossed a line.

    I recently went to a business conference that started in the afternoon. At 4 p.m. the cash bar opened (which in 2022, I believe no longer accepts cash at all, it’s all a credit card thing). There were further sessions starting at 6:15 that ran until 8 p.m. and then a late dinner.

    By 8:30 p.m. when I was scarfing down dinner because I was so hungry, I realized that I was very uncomfortable. Looking around, it was hard to find 1 or 2 others that weren’t drinking. (I had to drive that night, plus I was in another country facing border patrol coming back in the US. Ain’t nobody got time to mess with that.)

    But I want to paint that canvas all the way out to the edges. There were ~400 attendees and I didn’t see:

    • Any pregnant women not drinking. That is, no visibly pregnant women…and thus no women selecting non-alcohol drinks because of a medical condition.
    • No one with a walker, cane, or wheelchair. That is no visibly disabled persons.
    • VERY few with non-alcohol, as I said earlier. Picking a non-alcoholic drink, therefore, was difficult and had to be sought out.

    The lack of diversity told me that I was in a homogeneous group. That made me very nervous. Heterogeneous groups are stronger and better in emergencies because of the multiple, diverse strengths (aka a hero might be among them). Haven’t you ever heard of “strength in diversity”?  It is an interesting biological and Christian concept.

    And thinking about it, it was a business conference. For all their propping of how great the conference is,

    “Few volunteer-run business organizations have this type of impact.
    Supporting entrepreneurs, assisting with funding, and highlighting
    up-and-coming entrepreneurs … this is a group worth celebrating
    .”
    they are remarkably un-diverse for accepting accessibility, diversity, and stumbling at inclusion. My post-conference comments about being uncomfortable there were received as just a moment where I needed to come out of my shell- absolutely no acknowledgment that crowds, noise, and lack of acceptance of diversity could actually be problems that an attendee CANNOT just “come out of”.

    Blind people cannot just apply themselves harder to see.

    Deaf people cannot just apply themselves harder to hear.
    People with unseen and different abilities cannot just apply themselves harder to not feel their lack of inclusion.
     

    In summary, the LinkedIn article and comments point out that this lack of respect leads to many other problems (rape, sexual harassment, etc.)  And hey, NY State is opening a law that sexual attackers can now be sued far past previous statues of limitations.  Hmm… there might be something good to that!

  • An A Student And A Bad Worker

    An A Student And A Bad Worker

     

    Photo of the Microbiology Lab Prep Room at SUNY Potsdam. Taken in October 2017.

    Microbiology prep lab room at SUNY Potsdam.

     

    This wasn’t my first job. But it was my first lesson that a person can be an A student and a bad worker.

    I was in my junior year of university. I was a work-study Microbiology Lab Assistant, limited to five hours a week. Because I was a transfer student, I was 1 year ahead of other students and trained in aseptic technique, material preparation, chemical handling, etc.

    I knew to wash your hands and don’t touch stuff.

    I was also taking Cellular Physiology with Dr. Pei Juo. His class was very hard. And if you got an answer wrong in class, he’s throw chalk at you. I won’t disclose if he threw chalk at me but I sat in the back and ducked. He could not pronounce my name; he would call me “ah-ther”. But a classmate, I forget her name so I’ll call her Lisa, was pulling As in the same class. How was it so easy for her? 

    Lisa also had a job working for Dr. Juo down the hall from the Microbiology lab.

    Photo of the far end of the Biology hall at SUNY Potsdam

    One day, I was still finishing up one of my five weekly hours and Lisa, with backpack, came down the hall past the doorway and stopped for a moment with a glint of gloat that she was sailing out of the building.

    Then I heard her name called down the hallway. Loudly. Repeatedly. 

    Lisa rolled her eyes, sighed, and looked back up the hallway.

    Dr. Juo yelled “You’re not done yet!” 

    “I finished my work” she wined.

    “You left dirty dishes!” he protested.

    “They are not mine. I didn’t dirty them.” she said succinctly.

    I made a face like when a friend gets in trouble but,
    you kinda sorta knew that they totally deserved it.  Like big eyes and a
    mouth that say “oh well!” and I looked back at my work.

    “Your job is to clean the lab. Those dishes ARE your job. Get back here!” He was surface-of-the-sun hot. If he had chalk, he would have been throwing it.

    She sighed and reluctantly walked up the hall. It was the walking version of dragging her feet.

    I hear the clank of dishes being washed and put up to dry.  She finished and left. She didn’t stop at my lab door this time. Then I had to leave. My work was done AND my hour was done. So I put on my backpack and slipped away.

    But the lesson was learned by me. 

    Lisa was an A student and a bad worker; a person could be both. Before her, I didn’t know that was possible probably because As took hard work from me.

    That lesson always stuck with me and when it came time for me to be the boss and hire people, I always looked for teachers that didn’t strike me fully as “A” students. I needed teachers who had pulled some Bs or a few “C”s. That’s because of Lisa; I’m wary of straight A students. They can get good grades and suck at being good workers.

  • I’ve Quit With Zero-Day Notice 3 Times Now. Sorry, Not Sorry.

    I’ve Quit With Zero-Day Notice 3 Times Now. Sorry, Not Sorry.

     

     Photo of a beautiful spot in Ukraine by Maksym Tymchyk on Unsplash

     

    Zero day notice. Same day notice. Resigning and walking. Notifying your boss that you quit on the day you quit.

    I’ve given zero-day notice 3 times. This blog is about why I found it to be the right choice those 3 times. I’ve been told I write long articles too (yes, I know!) so I’ll keep this moving along.

    Time #1

    I was working for an institution that was famous for quick & sudden firings, Western Governors University. On June 2, 2010, they fired 14 employees, one every 15 minutes, between 9 – 12:30. No severance. Their famous line was “Your position has been eliminated.” 

    The Famous 14 Firings - Image from Up in the Air Movie- Decorative
    WGU was fire happy like this

    The institution was an At-Will institution in an At-Will State. I define that as employment can be terminated for any reason without notice.

    Screen capture of At Will policy from with an example Human Resource Employee Handbook.



    The At-Will clause applies to both the employer and the employee. Notice that? The employee is employed at the employee’s will. Folks often miss that.

    I was being retaliated against for being a whistleblower. I was in a horse race; they would fire me or I would quit. I was not sure which would happen first.

    I consulted with two Human Resource experts over my zero-day plans. Both of them advised that given the institution’s reputation for firing and the at-will status, it would be acceptable to give zero-day notice in this instance. One even said that I’d be a champion for those that were previously fired because they might have wished to walk out on their own terms.

    I calculated my departure day ~3 months in advance. 

    The unanswered instant message


    The day arrived. At 9 in the morning, I sent my boss an instant message. “Hey, it’s important that I meet with you today. Can we find some time?”

    No response. 9-10 goes by. 10-11 goes by. 

    This is just like her. Ignoring me was her management style. 

    Her schedule showed a “Leadership” meeting from 11 – 1 (ironic! 😂). I wait and continue to complete my work.

    By 12:54 I really cannot wait much longer. I intend to give verbal notice but I can’t get to her to deliver it.

    So I click send on an email written to her and Human Resources simultaneously. 

    Three minutes goes by.

    Then my instant messenger goes off. “Oh Heather!”

    My boss begs for a phone meeting. I put her off until 3:30 p.m. Guess who’s too busy now? 😏 


    I communicated the status of my projects by email. Because this institution runs on the Amazon 1:8 leadership model, I had 8 or less direct reports and I did not have much on my plate.

    Once our phone call happened, it was a stilted meeting. I can feel that she wants me to state an reason for leaving suddenly (i.e. “I’ve been diagnosed with cancer, so I’m starting the treatments tomorrow”). That might absolve her of her guilt.

    But I don’t give her a reason. I know I don’t have to. My employment was at my will.

    I shut down the work laptop for last time at 6 p.m. 

    I never looked back.

    Photo of woman walking away in an underground hallway.

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