Last week I observed two polarising attitudes towards work on the same day:
The first was in an office break room, which I share with academic staff and other professional office workers. This particular break room is far larger than necessary for the number of staff that use it, and I use it to look out the window during lunch. Today, however, there was a staff meeting occuring at one of the tables. This was surprising for two reasons; first, the six people including myself was the most staff I had seen in this 30 seat break room at one time, and second, the staff meeting felt confidential but was being held in a shared lunch space. I’m still learning how to work in an office, so many things that are normal seem weird to me, and one of those is holding meetings in the break room that aren’t open to any staff member wandering in. Perhaps this was a union meeting? Do unions have meetings in staff break rooms? These are the quirks of academic life that I have yet to figure out.
I wasn’t asked to leave, but the meeting goers had strained faces when I entered the break room. Still owning the ‘I’m new here’ pass that allows me to commit social faux pas on purpose, I sauntered in and sat down to stare out my favourite window. I need to test the waters to understand their depth, and so if these people were having a confidential meeting they would have to ask me to leave the… staff break room whose door was wide open and next to my office. They chose to continue their meeting but hastily tried to wrap it up now that there was a potential spy amongst them. What I observed from these strangers was a general negativity about working conditions, lead by a comment that there are only so many hours to get things done and our employer wants things done that take more hours than there are available. This sentiment was chorused and praised, and as this appeared to either be the parting word of this meeting or the summary, the group wrapped up their session. During their farewelling it was made clear by all of them that they were heading home for the day as the weather had packed up outside (they work inside, everyday). Remember that I was in there for lunch. I looked at the time: 3:20pm. There is no way staff at this office have worked an 8 hour shift by 3pm, I know because the car park is virtually empty at 9am. With that said, fair is fair; they might work from home as that is permitted here.
That same evening I had stopped by the supermarket on the way home and I made my second observance of workplace attitudes. The check out operator was a person I recognise from years of frequenting this supermarket – I don’t know them, and they definitely don’t know me, but I do feel some familiarity as they have been working here longer than anyone else. This person was a 60 or so year old woman, a pleasant and happy person who like any experienced checkout operator knows which customers to chat with and which to politely ignore. Sadly, I’m a customer who prefers to be ignored, and she realises this with great efficiency early in my checkout procedure, meaning she says hello (I respond of course) and then says nothing until the payment stage.
During this silent time the supermarket employee turns to her superviser and has a quick word, which I accidentally overhear:
“Should I work late this shift?” She asks.
The supervisor asks why, to which she replies “I showed up ten minutes late this morning, so I should stay ten minutes late tonight.”.
The supervisor, clearly not knowing that she had arrived late that morning, learns this information and affirms that if that’s the case she should work ten minutes longer tonight to make up for it. After self reporting her misdeeds, my operator happily continues her work. She did not appear upset at having to work every minute she is getting paid.
The checkout operator’s attitude to work is familiar to me, and I am still trying to understand and adjust to the salaried office worker’s attitudes. These office workers appear to be negative about their work, despite significantly higher pay and the ability to start and end work at leisurely paces plus without constant direct supervision. I don’t want to judge these workers, but I haven’t found a path to empathy just yet.
My personal experience with work is storied with casual, seasonal, fixed term and temporary contracts; I haven’t had a single permanent full time job in my first decade in the workforce, but I have worked a minimum of full time by spinning these plates simultaneously in my own little ‘gig economy’ that strafes across multiple industries. Being an agricultural contract worker who gets paid by a calculation of productivity for the week in a system that effectively puts you in competition with your colleagues was my first experience in the realm of full time work. This set my expectations for work that I have since carried forward as a cleaner, manufacturer, general labourer, painter, stopper, hammer hand, glazier, landscaper, machine operator, CAD drawer and accounts assistant. All of these roles have filled the gap between being a full time student for 6 of those ten years, and working as a teaching assistant at the University – my most consistent casual employment role over this time. Every work role has been met by me with the same attitude of that check out operator. I have always watched the academics and office workers at Universities, but I have never been one of them; I don’t have sick leave, I don’t have stable weekly work, and I can be fired with 24 hours notice without reason at any time, and that’s okay. I don’t generally complain unless I am in a meeting with salaried workers that I am effectively voluntarily attending, or if I get too many email inquiries that need responses during unpaid time – this happens with anyone in the ‘gig economy’ and is not unique to University teaching assistants. I have had builders ask me to attend a site evaluation without pay as it is a prerequirement to start work in earnest the next week – this is also true of inductions, interviews, catch ups with your boss and work socials. Salaried staff get paid for most of this, contractors do not. Whether this is legal is irrelevant; it is mine and others’ lived experience in this way of employment.
I will continue investigating the culture of salaried office workers, and try to conclude that I am not staring privilege in the face. That is too easy a conclusion to reach, and I pride myself on exercising empathy, so there must be a resolution to the differences in attitudes I have experienced.



