Thursday, January 24, 2002 Volume 67, Issue 78



Adults can be as immature as kids

Shireen Connor

Just recently I quit my job of more than two years at my dad's office, and as I sit back to reflect on my time there, I realize I learned a very valuable
lesson. Adults are every bit as immature as their adolescent counterparts.

The company where my father worked, which will remain nameless, is very typical of corporate America.

People dress up and arrive at 8 a.m., then leave at 5 p.m., and often eat lunch together or go out for friendly drinks on Friday evenings. My
position as office assistant allowed me to discreetly observe the behavior of every single one of my co-workers, whether they knew it or not. I
skillfully obtained knowledge on everyone without even breaking a sweat.

I was the youngest person working there, and most everyone else either ignored me or brushed me off as innocent and naive. I used this to my
advantage. I learned who gossiped with whom over the copy machines, who received numerous personal calls while answering phones in the
front, and who shopped online all day while I was rearranging files in their office. That is just the tip of the iceberg.

After putting all my information together, it was not hard for me to reach the conclusion that, just like in high school, there are "in crowds" and "out
crowds" in every office in the United States. One took one's place in these social caste systems either by accident or by force. If "the girls" or "the
guys" do not take a liking to you, or hold some kind of juvenile grudge against you, watch out. You may be the target of childish speculation from
the billing department. Most adults do not even bother to cover up their behavior. Outsiders or newcomers learn very quickly who is in and who is
out. Did you see Amy's baby shower pictures? No? (Mental note don't go out to lunch with her again!). Get the picture?

Now that is not to say my experience there was merely a lesson in life. I am most certainly more technologically proficient now than I was before.
However, I began to look at my parents and their friends in a completely new light. Grow up? Yeah right, who were you whispering to on the
phone just now?

If you ever have a job opportunity like the one I did, take it. You will not regret it. You will be paid nicely and you will almost never have a dull
moment. Thank the middle-aged woman in the cubicle next to you, twittering about who kissed whom over their Friday night margaritas.

Connor, a sophomore psychology 
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