Culture-bound

We are bound by a lot of things, restrained by a lot of rules, of norms and standards. More importantly, we can be shackled within the chains of our own culture.

This is a reaction to Mica’s recent post about culture. And I have to quote her:

“Now it's almost gone - one crucial thing that brought us in (at least us oldies) into the company...the invisible thread that goes through each of us and holds us together, the one ring to bind us…”

Right now, I don’t exactly now what my stand is about our culture. Though I have to agree with V, it’s not yet THAT endangered, but it’s going there.

In my team, we have yet to feel the threat. I think it has been successfully inculcated that we all have a personal stake in what we do. We are a family responsible for each other; we watch each other’s back.

But it seems like this is not the case for everyone. There is an exodus of people with a plethora of reasons for jumping ship.

Whatever their reasons are, I have my own set of reasons why I am staying. I would like to think that one of them is the dynamism of the culture, of everyone’s capability to shape it.

It can also be one of the reasons that would compel me to leave…

It would pain me terribly to see its demise, with the newbies’ lack of appreciation of the roots, of how we once were.

Until then, I am holding on. I guess what happens next is really up to us.

Shopaholic

Three pairs of shoes, five tops, 2 pairs of dress pants, 1 new designer bag.

All in a span of 2 weeks.

This is by far my most obnoxious shopping spree. It was a spur of the moment thing, and it was obnoxious in the sense that the purchases were unplanned.

Seems like this shopping spree is a compensation of some sort – to fill up this hollow space, this void left by someone I choose to ignore for the past few days, weeks even.

Perhaps I should stop ignoring?

Nah. I have plenty of space in my closet and shoe rack.