In any case, it's getting harder and harder to find such wacky folks on the job. And as bright as they are, most of them have not mastered the fine art of keeping gin in a French-dressing bottle. Not that a martini salad is recommended. True, we tend to change employers more often than our parents did. But many of us have so blurred the line between our professional lives and our real lives that what we do for a living now defines who we are.
Work is no longer just a job.
It's a reflection of us, or at least of who we've been trained to be. Which means it's not a place where we feel comfortable showing up in ridiculous winter hats with ear flaps. I'll tell you where I'd like to work. I'd like to work in a place where someone arrives on a February morning wearing a Hawaiian shirt. Or where someone keeps her underwear in the office's common refrigerator.