One great thing about working at a big tech company is that they would give us field trips. Like, legit, we’re all gonna go play at the Imaginarium kind of field trips.
All of our proposed work field trips sucked so hard, everyone revolted.
Idea one: There was a bizarre “corporate leadership conference” which was a bunch of weird conservative motivational speakers that were on tour across middle America. No one aside from the two asshats who proposed it wanted to go after learning the details.
Idea two: Our two department managers decided that a canoe trip would be a great way to bond as a group. It sounded fun until anyone put an ounce of thought into it. Since the managers didn’t want to do any planning, we were all given vague tasks. Like, “lunch.” And “portage at the roller dam.” I was one of the two in charge of lunch. WTF? Do we figure out a place to stop mid-way and eat at a restaurant? Am I bringing a cooler of hotdogs? Does Steve bring a grill? Can there be beer? (NO)
Oh that fucking tour with Rudy Giuliani and GWB and every other asshole you never want to hear from.
My ex got dragged to that by her manager at a previous job, who had been before; she was disappointed that all the speeches were exactly the same as the last time she had been.
You expect people doing a lazy cash-in not to phone it in?
One great thing about working at a big tech company is that they would give us field trips. Like, legit, we’re all gonna go play at the Imaginarium kind of field trips.
All of our proposed work field trips sucked so hard, everyone revolted.
Idea one: There was a bizarre “corporate leadership conference” which was a bunch of weird conservative motivational speakers that were on tour across middle America. No one aside from the two asshats who proposed it wanted to go after learning the details.
Idea two: Our two department managers decided that a canoe trip would be a great way to bond as a group. It sounded fun until anyone put an ounce of thought into it. Since the managers didn’t want to do any planning, we were all given vague tasks. Like, “lunch.” And “portage at the roller dam.” I was one of the two in charge of lunch. WTF? Do we figure out a place to stop mid-way and eat at a restaurant? Am I bringing a cooler of hotdogs? Does Steve bring a grill? Can there be beer? (NO)
I don’t think they understood the purpose. xD
Oh that fucking tour with Rudy Giuliani and GWB and every other asshole you never want to hear from.
My ex got dragged to that by her manager at a previous job, who had been before; she was disappointed that all the speeches were exactly the same as the last time she had been.
You expect people doing a lazy cash-in not to phone it in?