For a while, I thought about pursuing a full-time position at my second job. In a lot of ways, the atmosphere is more pleasant than at my regular job. However, it's not terribly stimulating. I get the feeling sometimes they're getting along to go along when they're not going along to get along.
At my regular job, people are dying of stress-related diseases. Sometimes you can feel the corrosive acrimony on your skin, or so it seems. But at the second job, some people do battle on the listserv, but are polite and even friendly to each other in person as if they were neighbors separated by a lawn and sprinklers. Actually, some of them are. And sometimes the campus seems to be set up that way.
Could it be that I've spent so much time working in tense environments that I can't work in a friendlier one? Or, perhaps, having worked around people I simply could not trust, I'm not so sure of what to do around people who have something resembling integrity--and are being hospitable to boot. That's what a friend seems to think.
At my regular job, people are dying of stress-related diseases. Sometimes you can feel the corrosive acrimony on your skin, or so it seems. But at the second job, some people do battle on the listserv, but are polite and even friendly to each other in person as if they were neighbors separated by a lawn and sprinklers. Actually, some of them are. And sometimes the campus seems to be set up that way.
Could it be that I've spent so much time working in tense environments that I can't work in a friendlier one? Or, perhaps, having worked around people I simply could not trust, I'm not so sure of what to do around people who have something resembling integrity--and are being hospitable to boot. That's what a friend seems to think.