I started work for real late in the seventies. My kids are stunned when we talk about how much people smoked, drank, and yes...had sex at work. We used to have Friday keg parties.
Things have changed just a wee bit.
Times have indeed changed. I have to admit, it made me feel old to reflect on it. I was going to write an overly long post, but...
No.
There is an essence of life that just seems barren when it comes to that now. I haven’t seen people congregate after work for decades now. People just cut it off and go home. Sure. Some of it is good. But it seems...dull with respect to work, and it isn’t just that I have gotten older. I see this in young people...they just leave, and that is that.
It seems that people are so incredibly uptight.
I can’t explain it, but somehow it feels related to this nanny-state aspect of society that thinks everyone has to be wrapped in bubble wrap by the state lest they hurt themselves or others. Someone might say something inappropriate or bad. Or act badly. Or get drunk. Or, God forbid, light a cigarette.
Yes things have changed. I was working at Florida International University for $135 per week as an admissions couselor. we did have a rocking Christmas party every year.
Then I went on to work at a mortgage company as an underwriter for $1200 per month. A really good job at the time. We all got a frozen turkey and a $50 bonus at Christmas.