Let’s talk about the elephant in the conference room, the one awkwardly wearing a name tag that says “Synergy” and holding a half-inflated balloon animal. I’m referring, of course, to the modern workplace’s peculiar obsession with mandatory “fun,” otherwise known as the Team Building Exercise. The very phrase, often uttered by HR with the forced enthusiasm of a game show host, sends a ripple of suppressed groans through the ranks. We know the drill. Calendars are cleared, deadlines are conveniently ignored, and we’re herded – pardon me, invited – to participate in activities that range from the mildly embarrassing to the utterly inane. All in the sacred name of “building bridges,” “fostering collaboration,” and “boosting morale.” But who, exactly, is this morale being boosted for? Is it the introvert sweating bullets at the prospect of sharing their “spirit animal” with Dave from Accounts Payable, whom they’ve successfully avoided for three years? Is it the veteran employee ...
We’ve turned authenticity into a performance. A full-time job. A brand strategy. Every scroll through our feeds bombards us with polished imperfection—the “candid” coffee spill (#Relatable!), the “unfiltered” rant about mental health (scripted, tagged, monetized), the “raw” morning face (bathed in golden-hour light). We chase this holy grail of “being real” while sweating over which vulnerability to package for consumption. The crushing irony? The more we perform authenticity, the less we actually inhabit it. This curation isn’t accidental; it’s industrialized. Algorithms reward vulnerability that fits neatly into marketable boxes—trauma with a hopeful arc, flaws that are endearing quirks, struggles resolved by the third slide. We edit our lives like documentaries: cutting the messy scenes, boosting the saturation on moments that fit the narrative, adding background music to mundane walks. We rehearse offhand remarks. We stage “spontaneous” laughter. We filter our real...