We have a "Life Advocate."
For those who don't know what a "Life Advocate" is, it's someone who comes around and goes all Richard Simmons on your ass, pumping you up, telling you how awesome you are, and how you can do anything you put your mind to. Technically, they're saying our "Life Advocate" will be able to help us work through really difficult life decisions like whether or not we add cheese to our burgers and whether we use conditioner or just shampoo, but let's be honest: you got a title as corny as "Life Advocate?" You're going to be really, REALLY difficult to tolerate.
Also, when a company hires a "Life Advocate" in any capacity, it's a sure sign that your HR department has outlived its usefulness. The only cure for such idiocy is a quick shot to the back of the head. Wipe the slate clean and start over. You'll be better off in the end.
It's too bad really, because I kind of like a couple of our HR people as people. But as workers, they're all just a little too touchy-feely, feel good about work, we're a big warm, loving family oriented for me. And while I realize that's HR's job, they've done it too well and now they need to be redundancized.
If there's anything I've learned in the business world it's that you don't do your job well. The better you do, the likelyhood you do something ridiculously stupid increases to the point where, you're gonna go overboard.
HR just crossed that line.
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