Enjoyment at work is largely dependent on the people around you. They're happy - you're happy.
Mind you, I'm talking about genuine happiness here - not that faux cheer corp types use to mask their inner demons. I used to work with a guy who was so deleriously positive about everything - I wondered if he was unstable (he was).
If the people around you are miserable, it becomes exponentially more difficult to be happy about anything. Misery may love company - but it seems to prefer
miserable company.
Which brings me to The Prince of Darkness. TPoD is an occasional client of mine with a amazingly bleak outlook on the world. If I'm being fair - I'd say that they came by this honestly. CorpWorld can do untold damage to your psyche, and I'm guessing TPoD is the product of eating many a sh!t sandwich while being paid a good wage.
I'm sure that does different things to different people - but in the case of TPoD they appear to have had all their optimism surgically removed and replaced with a black hole that only affects enthusiasm. I dread all meetings with this person.
And not because of their knee-jerk pessimism, but because they are generally well informed and I'm afraid their outlook might be justified. With the current financial climate being what it is - CorpWorld morale is at an all time low. Being around TPoD is a reminder that somewhere in the CorpWorld Castle, people you will never meet could destroy you without a second thought.
TPoD delights in illustrating the many pointless tasks of CorpWorld. Again, this wouldn't be so demoralizing if they didn't have a point.
Anyone who thinks there isn't a shocking amount of waste in the private sector hasn't been looking very hard. They should talk to TPoD. Their war stories run the gamut of Fortune 500 f____-ups:
Inflexible procedure, inconsistent procedure, silo'ed production, silo'ed waterfalls in parallel, dependent silo'ed waterfalls in parallel, unsynchronized dependent silo'ed waterfalls in parallel without change management, groupthink, I think, Don't think, duplicate documentation, incomplete documentation, dated documentation, no documentation mascarading as agile development, pilot projects without goals or desired ROI, projects based on the (still incomplete) pilot project without goals or desired ROI, factions, anti-factions, neophytes, free-agents, charlatans, tyrants, rabbits, sheep, and the ever-present specter of corporate death.
And that's just the warm up act. TPoD can spin real world stories for each of these that would drive the Dali Lama into a week-long bender.
Worse, they can re-cast your perception of your work product as the least essential part of a pointless and doomed exercise. They have a comeback for everything.
"But I want to help." You are not helping. You are merely dragging out this part of the process.
"We'll get more done if we just work." No, we won't. Everything we do will be reversed in the approval process.
"What if we get their buy in first?" They don't want buy in. They want to reverse whatever we recommend.
"How does that make sense?" Because it is consistent with how everything else is done around here.
You come out of every meeting with TPoD feeling like you should immediately call your account rep and demand they send a rescue team to get you. Like you won't survive a collision with the full tonnage of corporate stupid coming your way.
With the meeting's over, you're left with some menial to-do. Something that will inspire a sense of futility all out of proportion with the scant minutes it takes to complete.
Why am I even doing this? What's the point?
If you're lucky, you'll have a different project to focus on to snap you out of it. If not, you'll end the day with TPoD's cynicsm ringing in your ears, following you home - making you wonder if you've completely wasted the years you've spent here.
I've never met anyone who quite matches the soul-sucking pessimism of TPoD. A worldview unblemished by concepts like hope or progress.
Things suck, but they pay me.
I was naive a lot longer than I should have been, and I suppose there is value in a parallax with undiluted pessimism.
But I just can't give into that worldview.
Sure, things
do suck, but they don't have to.
I just wish I didn't have regular contact with those who believe otherwise.