Wednesday, September 21, 2005
??????????Do People Who Sellout Live or Merely Burn Alive????????????
I look at the CEO of our company this tall, standard good looking older American male. He is the type of person who’s afraid to buy a new car because it would make him look egotistical and rich. He’s the kind of guy that you see smoking out in the company smoking section with a calm look on his face contemplating his next move and if you didn’t know any better you’d think he was mentally preparing for a job interview at the very place he runs. I’m sure he’s heard a million candid conversations by unsuspecting workers who are still new enough to not register his face. He’s got a confident demeanor and a verbal coercion packed full of wit. At our company financial meetings his humor insertions are of the impeccability inducing even the most rigid of accountants to crack a smile. For Christ sake the man dressed up as Snow White for last Halloween and went skipping to each department passing out candy…no one can tell me he doesn’t have a sense of humor that oozes into his daily work routine. Perhaps that’s the piece of the puzzle most folks miss in life…he doesn’t’ work his job. He lives his job, because of his love and belief in it.
It seems day in day out my personality, my humor; my self proclaimed wit is outshined by the florescent flood lights that so unequivocally represent the, “business culture.” In more ways then verbally (specifically on the back with chains) is it beat into my mind that there is a certain personality that yields respect and ultimately success. (Although there wouldn’t be a way to communicate this to my managers they “are” some of the most sardonic people I have meet in my life…ever. Yet they assert they live as professionals.) See, they (my el hefes) think that the drab insipid-infested-culture personality type is the key to success and I’d like to argue against this tenant. It’s this business personality that keeps a person right were they are at. This philosophy, this style, this approach to business life (which I know carries right on into personal life) is what keeps my superiors at the upper-middle manager mark. My CEO is a successful person. Successful people are the ones that run the show with that vibrant twinkle in their eyes and an utmost unabashed personality. My managers believe that an uninhibited personality in the work place is earned through the gaining of a boss title, i.e. manager, CEO, etc. I believe it’s the genuine personality that gets a person his important post. I must defend my genuine, wonderful, spontaneous personality…even at the risk of being fired. It’s the finest tight rope in the world to walk pseudo-professional personality verses being true to your human nature. In the end you can only be successful if you are not living as a fabrication of who you are…I will continue to joke, laugh and smile in hopes the florescent flood lights don’t burn me alive.
I look at the CEO of our company this tall, standard good looking older American male. He is the type of person who’s afraid to buy a new car because it would make him look egotistical and rich. He’s the kind of guy that you see smoking out in the company smoking section with a calm look on his face contemplating his next move and if you didn’t know any better you’d think he was mentally preparing for a job interview at the very place he runs. I’m sure he’s heard a million candid conversations by unsuspecting workers who are still new enough to not register his face. He’s got a confident demeanor and a verbal coercion packed full of wit. At our company financial meetings his humor insertions are of the impeccability inducing even the most rigid of accountants to crack a smile. For Christ sake the man dressed up as Snow White for last Halloween and went skipping to each department passing out candy…no one can tell me he doesn’t have a sense of humor that oozes into his daily work routine. Perhaps that’s the piece of the puzzle most folks miss in life…he doesn’t’ work his job. He lives his job, because of his love and belief in it.
It seems day in day out my personality, my humor; my self proclaimed wit is outshined by the florescent flood lights that so unequivocally represent the, “business culture.” In more ways then verbally (specifically on the back with chains) is it beat into my mind that there is a certain personality that yields respect and ultimately success. (Although there wouldn’t be a way to communicate this to my managers they “are” some of the most sardonic people I have meet in my life…ever. Yet they assert they live as professionals.) See, they (my el hefes) think that the drab insipid-infested-culture personality type is the key to success and I’d like to argue against this tenant. It’s this business personality that keeps a person right were they are at. This philosophy, this style, this approach to business life (which I know carries right on into personal life) is what keeps my superiors at the upper-middle manager mark. My CEO is a successful person. Successful people are the ones that run the show with that vibrant twinkle in their eyes and an utmost unabashed personality. My managers believe that an uninhibited personality in the work place is earned through the gaining of a boss title, i.e. manager, CEO, etc. I believe it’s the genuine personality that gets a person his important post. I must defend my genuine, wonderful, spontaneous personality…even at the risk of being fired. It’s the finest tight rope in the world to walk pseudo-professional personality verses being true to your human nature. In the end you can only be successful if you are not living as a fabrication of who you are…I will continue to joke, laugh and smile in hopes the florescent flood lights don’t burn me alive.
# posted by Nick D @ 10:54 PM 
