Drinking The Kool-Aid

We came across the following in The New Yorker in an article called The Cult of Overwork:

In a culture that venerates overwork, people internalize crazy hours as the norm…. Grinding out hundred-hour weeks for years helps [workers] think of themselves as tougher and more dedicated than everyone else… Over time, the simple fact that you work so much becomes proof that the job is worthwhile, and being in the office day and night becomes a kind of permanent initiation ritual.

Does this sound like your agency? It’s no wonder, key art directing is, after all, a feminine discipline - all that fussing over colors and photographs of movie stars. It’s downright silly when you think about it, so naturally a certain amount of macho-shitheadedness creeps into the workplace in order to make you poncy art majors feel less sissified.

Comments

[critic du cine marketing]

The more hours spent the better the work and the less it's appreciated and the more revisions and 'fine-tuning'. Then reward and praise for non-participants upon completion.

[a. finisher]

Not to mention our cultural conditioning that tells us the key to success is to work hard.

Me, I'd rather work smart than hard.

[Workin' for Free!]

Arbeit macht frei!

[The HE-MAN Art Director]

How dare you use my likeness without my permission!!!!

[Neptune's Net]

A She-Ra version of the Stockholm Syndrome.