Apr 24 2008
Take Your Child To Work Day
Apparently today was Bring Your Child to Work Day. Fortunately, this did not really seem to take place at my current work, but I guess it did at my old job at Mitchell 1 because my friend Misty told me about it during out multiple daily emails. I have never really gotten the point of the whole exercise of bring your child to work, unless you are trying to convince them NOT to go to college and become a delinquent so they don’t have to work at a job. First of all, if your child is at work you aren’t really going to do real work so its not particularly informative for them. In fact, I would argue that having a child is actually an advantage for once because you basically get to goof off all day with your kid while people with no children have to do actual work. I should ask to bring my cat to work and then play with it all day to make things even. It’s stupid. Second of all, why would your child want to come to your work in the first place? Here’s what the Bring Your Child to Work Website has to say about it:
“Designed to be more than a career day, the Take Our Daughters And Sons To Work® program goes beyond the average “shadow” an adult. Exposing girls and boys to what a parent or mentor in their lives do during the work day is important, but showing them the value of their education, helping them discover the power and possibilities associated with a balanced work and family life, providing them an opportunity to share how they envision the future and begin steps toward their end goals in a hands-on and interactive environment is key to their achieving success. Each year, development of new interactive activities and partnerships will assist us in taking girls and boys to the future they dream of.”
Yeah, because most children really dream of going to work everyday 9-5 in an office and filing things. I’m sorry, but unless you’re an astronaut or a cowboy, your job is probably not the future your child dreams of. It may not even be the future YOU dream of. Dangling the possibility of having your shitty job in front of a child as a reward for working hard is sort of like offering them some stale crackers as a treat after they finish their dinner. I don’t remember anyone ever taking me to work, but if they had I probably would have thought “holy shit, I have to go to boring school for 20 years so I can go to boring work? No thanks, I think I’ll just drop out and rob banks instead.”
Ashley is whining, Misty emailed me towards the end of the day. She says its boring.
In her defense, I wrote back, it sort of is.
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