A few weeks back, I read an article by Bobo Omotayo, my kilon sparkles heartthrob (I am totally in love with his wit, I wonder if I can marry his mind?)
This piece was on how the “what do you do for a living?” question is now ruining the excitement of meeting new people and good ole conversation. Then, I didn’t quite think it was such a bad thing. Maybe I just hadn’t felt its full effect. Besides, I don’t see anything wrong in asking, if I’m just meeting someone, it really is a well and trusted ice-breaker, redeeming many a floundering conversation. Many boring blind date setups have been saved from the brink of the disaster they were tottering on, just by those few words.
But I find it very disconcerting to realise that it is now how people are described!
I was going through a friend’s pictures on facebook who had just been to a wedding. Then I noticed some foiine guy in one. Quick, quick I called my friend to get the lowdown on the guy. His response to my first question “who is the guy?” was he works in blah blah. Ermm, seriously? Is that who he is? Like I thought his name would be the first point to start but apparently I thought wrong.
Same thing happened a couple of days back. I was catching up with a girlfriend of mine and as usual, things drifted to the state of our emotional lives; relationships and lack thereof. So, I ‘fessed up that there was some guy on my horizon that I really thought had potential. Her first question was, “where does he work?”!!! And there, I was thinking that the important things she’d want to know would be how we met and how serious his intentions were. Turns out again I thought wrong. What does it matter where he works?
Is that how shallow we are these days? Where people think that the sum of our being can be succinctly relayed by where we work? All I can say is, God help the person with no job because as things stand now, you cease to exist!