Smells like Team Spirit
Posted on Saturday 18th April 2009
No angry replies about murdering Cobain‘s poetry please.
It’s funny how little things start, and before you know it, achieve momentum and take on a life of their own. I’m sure you can insert seed and snowball analogies as desired.
Not long after we moved to the airport some of us decided to go for breakfast. The day teams starting joined the night teams finishing and we all went to IKEA for their breakfast special. Despite the name it was a pretty average fry-up, but that didn’t seem to matter. A week or so later the same teams overlapped and repeated the breakfast. This has now happened a number of times, with occasional variations in the location, depending on opening hours, but always with the same people involved.
In fact this has now reached “tradition” status to the point that today it ceased to be covert as the aeromedical consultant joined us. Before we had always kept this outing under the radar as it was unlikely the management would sanction eating out on company time. However fortunately the consultant on today doesn’t subscribe to hierarchical dogma and was actually a little miffed we hadn’t invited him too.
We will likely maintain the secrecy as it is unlikely the directors will be so accommodating. And this is a shame. While it is a little cheeky for us to disappear for food when on the clock, this serves a useful team-building exercise. After all, your colleagues are more than just the people who do the same work. Especially in a field like ours, being on good social terms is just as important as professional interaction. So while our little tradition is not completely kosher, I’m not about to give it up lightly.






How about an angry reply about spelling his name correctly? Surname starts with a ‘C’, not a ‘K’. Following the Wikipeda link you gave shows the correct spelling. Trust the Poms not to be able to spell English correctly
Annoying managers to piss off a company is an Aussie tradition. Getting the managers to support you in such an endeavour gets you (and them) big credits if it pisses off the directors of said company.