In Maine The Devil Wears Macy’s
When I was young and foolish I decided that my true calling in life would be in Public Relations. I interviewed all over, with absolutely no degree or experience and a 6 month “lull” in my employment history. Finally I landed an interview at a city tourism department as their website administrator and PR assistant. I was thru the moon! Went to the interview, did all the stuff, had a great feeling, met a blind date for lunch and scheduled a second date, all in all a FANTASTIC day!
Then the director called my previous employers, which happens to include one of my close friends. Apparently, there was a question regarding the fact that I “laughed a little too loud and boisterously” (phrases like that stick in your mind for the whole of time!) Why would I want to work with people like this? Cause it was my dream job.
I ended up getting the job (during my second interview I barely cracked a smile, wore an overpriced suit, carried a bag that I saw in the director’s office and was exactly what I thought she wanted me to be.) Needless to say, the position sucked. My new boss, well, she was the devil. I needed to lose 25 pounds, was advised to buy an entirely new trendy and labeled wardrobe, told that my friendly and outgoing nature needed to be tempered and more “business-like,” and basically I needed to change everything I was to work there. I stayed for six months…
I thought this was something that I had outgrown as I became more confident in myself and my abilities. Recently I was at a conference that had some breakout classes, including one on public speaking. I signed up thinking maybe they would have some suggestions to make sure I wouldn’t break out in hives every time I had to speak in front of groups. Fortunately I spent a bit of time in my youth singing and performing and have been told I’m actually quite good presenting.
As I sat through this session I was listening to the speaker teach everyone how to become cookie cuttered mimeographs of the person next to them. Stand rigidly with both feet pointing straight forward (including one guy who was a bit bowlegged and actually had to physically change his stance making him uncomfortable and awkward,) hands firmly at your sides in “home” position and pointedly emphasizing certain parts of your statements.
I looked around the room at everyone melding themselves to this ideal, and realized how sad the world of business would be if we all stood feet forward, hands to our sides, speaking in a “compelling monotone that draws the audience in.” The greatest successes are innovators and individuals who made their own name for themselves. While this is what you are supposed to strive to be, almost all entry level training and knowledge is teaching us how to fall in line
What is it about business that makes us feel like we have to play the game like everyone else to get ahead?
Special thanks to the Life Without Pants blog where this first appeared in partiality as a comment to his post “How Far Are You Willing To Go For Your Dream Job“.
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