OMG I’d luv to work 4 ur company!
I can’t tell if this is an example of office culture evolving or devolving…
After interviewing a college student in June, Tory Johnson thought she had found the qualified and enthusiastic intern she craved for her small recruiting firm. Then she received the candidate’s thank-you note, laced with words like “hiya” and “thanx,” along with three exclamation points and a smiley-face emoticon.
“That email just ruined it for me,” says Ms. Johnson, president of New York-based Women For Hire Inc. “This looks like a text message.”–WSJ: Thx for the IView!
I can understand the occasional online slips in e-mails as mentioned in the article. I get more than my fair share of U or R from time to time. But the applicant adding their interviewer as a friend on Facebook? Insanity.
I think the biggest issue I have, out of all the unprofessional behavior taking place around me, is the dress code. Our local big boss sends out the Dress Code Reminder e-mail every other season because things keep sliding backwards. We’re on-site federal contractors, even if our clients come to work looking tore up or all set to hit da club, it doesn’t matter. We don’t have to wear suits or anything, but it seems like if you turn your back for a minute that employees keep showing up to work looking like they’re headed to a barbecue. I will grudgingly accept the short-sleeved as well as the buttoned-down collar shirts… but at least tuck them in!
I don’t necessarily like taking stuff to the dry cleaners on a regular basis, or doing the occasional spot-ironing in the morning, but it’s called business casual for a reason. People are more than welcome to find gigs that don’t require much from them aside from showing up. Plus, men and women look good when they’re a little dressed up, and it is possible to do so and be comfortable at the same time. Besides, as much fun as it might be to show up in suit and tie to the office and have people gasp and wonder what’s up? Sometimes those gasps aren’t thinking, “I wonder where s/he’s interviewing,” as much as “I didn’t think s/he had any clothes that nice.”
And speaking of clothes, like for Ben Folds at Wolf Trap, I’ve got the “private box” dilemma tonight. Been invited to a private box at the Nationals Ballpark and I can’t help but think it suggests a level above standard baseball game fare. (Like I own standard baseball game fare in the first place)