Why I have no time for office politics

I’ve been working in the office environment for three years now, and for the most part I don’t actually mind too much, I know it’s not what I want to be doing but it’s the means to an end and blah blah blah. What I have serious issues with is the way people turn on each other, there are constant playground jibes being whispered back and forth and what people seem to have forgotten is that none of it actually matters, at the end of the day we are all replaceable cogs in a massive clockwork machine that doesn’t actually serve any kind of purpose.

People get far too hung up on the little tasks they have to do – press a button, get a banana, pull a lever, get a banana – and when you think about it there really is minimal impact available at our hands. The decisions we make in work don’t matter at all, they aren’t really our decisions at all.

I suppose it all boils down to the fact that it shouldn’t be important enough for us to get all bent out of shape over, but people insist on being that way and I don’t think I will ever understand why.