1) “‘I had to guard an empty room’: the rise of the pointless job ” (The Guardian, 10 minutes, May 2018). I have my own pointless job story, from years ago, which I may end up writing down one day. So I can relate to the stories in this article. Thankfully, I was fired from that job (well, it was a temp gig, so technically it “ended” and I wasn’t “fired”) after two days.
One day, the wall shelves in my office collapsed. This left books scattered all over the floor and a jagged, half-dislocated metal frame that once held the shelves in place dangling over my desk. I’m a professor of anthropology at a university. A carpenter appeared an hour later to inspect the damage, and announced gravely that, as there were books all over the floor, safety rules prevented him from entering the room or taking further action. I would have to stack the books and not touch anything else, whereupon he would return at the earliest available opportunity.
The carpenter never reappeared. Each day, someone in the anthropology department would call, often multiple times, to ask about the fate of the carpenter, who always turned out to have something extremely pressing to do. By the time a week was out, it had become apparent that there was one man employed by buildings and grounds whose entire job it was to apologise for the fact that the carpenter hadn’t come. He seemed a nice man. Still, it’s hard to imagine he was particularly happy with his work life.
Everyone is familiar with the sort of jobs that don’t seem, to the outsider, really to do much of anything: HR consultants, communications coordinators, PR researchers, financial strategists, corporate lawyers or the sort of people who spend their time staffing committees that discuss the problem of unnecessary committees. What if these jobs really are useless, and those who hold them are actually aware of it? Could there be anything more demoralising than having to wake up in the morning five out of seven days of one’s adult life to perform a task that one believes does not need to be performed, is simply a waste of time or resources, or even makes the world worse? There are plenty of surveys about whether people are happy at work, but what about whether people feel their jobs have any good reason to exist? I decided to investigate this phenomenon by drawing on more than 250 testimonies from people around the world who felt they once had, or now have, what I call a [baloney] job.
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3) “Tim Miller can find almost anyone. Can he find his daughter’s killer?” (The Guardian, 21 minutes, June 2018). The subhead: “A man in Texas helps police find missing people. He’s spent three decades working on the hardest, coldest case of all: his daughter’s murder. Has he finally solved it?” Holy cow.
4) The Now I Know Week in Review:
Monday: Santa’s Elves Live in … Schenectady?: 12345 is a special place for Santa.
Tuesday: High and Outside: The baseball player that did something spectacular but probably can’t enjoy the memories because, well, drugs.
Wednesday: The Tractors that Turn Farmers into Hackers. Oh, the farmer and the software engineer should be friends. Oh, the farmer and the software engineer should be friends. One man likes to push a plow, the other likes to debug code, but that’s no reason why they can’t be friends.
Thursday: Telling Thyme: Spice clocks. You’ll see. (No wait, you won’t; that’s the point.) The “From the Archives” link to this one goes to the story of a soccer ball which doubles as a light; a reader wrote it to tell me that the ball isn’t as good as one would hope, unfortunately.
5) “Against the Grain” (The Ringer, 27 minutes, February 2018). This is the story of Dave’s Killer Bread, a trendy brand insofar that bread brands can be trendy. Or, more accurately, it’s the story of Dave. Thanks to James C. for sharing.
David Dahl wasn’t quite himself that day. The cofounder of Dave’s Killer Bread was on sabbatical from the multimillion-dollar Milwaukie, Oregon–based company, but his time away from work had done more harm than good. “Those witnessing his behavior were becoming increasingly concerned,” a court document reads. “Mr. Dahl was fixated on a theme of peace, love, and enlightenment, identifying himself with Jesus and Buddha.”
On November 14, 2013, just before 11:30 a.m. PT, an employee of Dave’s Killer Bread made a call to the police. Dave recalls loitering outside the company building, striking up conversations with employees walking by and enjoying a cigarette. Then he noticed it, through the window: a familiar silhouette, a reflection of everything that had put him on sabbatical in the first place.
“We have an employee who is in the front of our parking lot and he is physically intimidating customers in our store. … We’re very scared. He’s a danger to himself and others,” the voice told the 911 dispatcher. The connection is slightly staticky — the sound equivalent of a shaky handheld camera.
“What’s this employee’s name?”
“Dave Dahl. … He’s a big man. He’s a bigger guy.”
“How tall is he?”
“He’s gotta be 6 feet, but he’s pretty strong. … He’s having, like, a breakdown. He’s sitting in his car, but he’s been in and out. He’s an employee here — he’s the founder of the company. … He went into the store and he smashed a cutout, a life-size cutout of himself, because he’s a symbol of the brand, and he’s intimidating employees that are watching him. … Nobody’s hurt. Everybody’s just intimidated.”
6) “The Man Who Made ‘Tetris’” (Motherboard, 10 minutes, November 2014). The subhead: “Life gets pretty chill after creating ‘Tetris’ and escaping the KGB.” A profile of a man you probably never thought about before.
Have a great weekend!