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The depressing vogue for having fun at work

Schumpeter

Down with fun

Sep 16th 2010

ONE of the many pleasures of watching Mad Men , a television drama about the

advertising industry in the early 1960s, is examining the ways in which office

life has changed over the years. One obvious change makes people feel good

about themselves: they no longer treat women as second-class citizens. But the

other obvious change makes them feel a bit more uneasy: they have lost the art

of enjoying themselves at work.

The ad-men in those days enjoyed simple pleasures. They puffed away at their

desks. They drank throughout the day. They had affairs with their colleagues.

They socialised not in order to bond, but in order to get drunk.

These days many companies are obsessed with fun. Software firms in Silicon

Valley have installed rock-climbing walls in their reception areas and put

inflatable animals in their offices. Wal-Mart orders its cashiers to smile at

all and sundry. The cult of fun has spread like some disgusting haemorrhagic

disease. Acclaris, an American IT company, has a chief fun officer . TD Bank,

the American arm of Canada s Toronto Dominion, has a Wow! department that

dispatches costume-clad teams to surprise and delight successful workers. Red

Bull, a drinks firm, has installed a slide in its London office.

Fun at work is becoming a business in its own right. Madan Kataria, an Indian

who styles himself the guru of giggling , sells laughter yoga to corporate

clients. Fun at Work, a British company, offers you more hilarity than you can

handle , including replacing your receptionists with Ab Fab lookalikes.

Chiswick Park, an office development in London, brands itself with the slogan

enjoy-work , and hosts lunchtime events such as sheep-shearing and

geese-herding.

The cult of fun is deepening as well as widening. Google is the acknowledged

champion: its offices are blessed with volleyball courts, bicycle paths, a

yellow brick road, a model dinosaur, regular games of roller hockey and several

professional masseuses. But now two other companies have challenged Google for

the jester s crown Twitter, a microblogging service, and Zappos, an online

shoe-shop.

Twitter s website stresses how wacky the company is: workers wear cowboy hats

and babble that: Crazy things happen every day it s pretty ridiculous. The

company has a team of people whose job is to make workers happy: for example,

by providing them with cold towels on a hot day. Zappos boasts that creating

fun and a little weirdness is one of its core values. Tony Hsieh, the boss,

shaves his head and spends 10% of his time studying what he calls the science

of happiness . He once joked that Zappos was suing the Walt Disney Company for

claiming that it was the happiest place on earth . The company engages in

regular random acts of kindness : workers form a noisy conga line and single

out one of their colleagues for praise. The praisee then has to wear a silly

hat for a week.

This cult of fun is driven by three of the most popular management fads of the

moment: empowerment, engagement and creativity. Many companies pride themselves

on devolving power to front-line workers. But surveys show that only 20% of

workers are fully engaged with their job . Even fewer are creative. Managers

hope that fun will magically make workers more engaged and creative. But the

problem is that as soon as fun becomes part of a corporate strategy it ceases

to be fun and becomes its opposite at best an empty shell and at worst a

tiresome imposition.

The most unpleasant thing about the fashion for fun is that it is mixed with a

large dose of coercion. Companies such as Zappos don t merely celebrate

wackiness. They more or less require it. Compulsory fun is nearly always

cringe-making. Twitter calls its office a Twoffice . Boston Pizza encourages

workers to send golden bananas to colleagues who are having fun while being

the best . Behind the fun fa ade there often lurks some crude management

thinking: a desire to brand the company as better than its rivals, or a plan to

boost productivity through team-building. Twitter even boasts that it has

worked hard to create an environment that spawns productivity and happiness .

If it s fun, it needn t be compulsory

While imposing ersatz fun on their employees, companies are battling against

the real thing. Many force smokers to huddle outside like furtive criminals.

Few allow their employees to drink at lunch time, let alone earlier in the day.

A regiment of busybodies from lawyers to human-resources functionaries is

waging war on office romance, particularly between people of different ranks.

Hewlett-Packard, a computer-maker, recently sacked its successful chief

executive, Mark Hurd, after a contractor made vague allegations later quietly

settled of sexual harassment. (Oracle, a rival, quickly snapped up Mr Hurd.)

The merchants of fake fun have met some resistance. When Wal-Mart tried to

impose alien rules on its German staff such as compulsory smiling and a ban on

affairs with co-workers it touched off a guerrilla war that ended only when the

supermarket chain announced it was pulling out of Germany in 2006. But such

victories are rare. For most wage slaves forced to pretend they are having fun

at work, the only relief is to poke fun at their tormentors. Popular culture

provides some inspiration. You don t have to be mad to work here. In fact we

ask you to complete a medical questionnaire to ensure that you are not,

deadpans David Brent, the risible boss in The Office , a satirical television

series. Homer Simpson s employer, a nuclear-power plant, has regular funny hat

days but lax safety standards. Mad Men reminds people of a world they have

lost a world where bosses did not think that fun was a management tool and

where employees could happily quaff Scotch at noon. Cheers to that.