If there’s one thing from the corporate model that even has a tendency to bleed into startup culture, it’s team building activities. For whatever reason, management feels that there’s no better way to get people to forget about how much they hate one another’s irksome day-to-day “quirks” than getting them to race in potato sacks or fall back and play trust in a far less entertaining way than just watching that scene from Mean Girls where Gretchen Weiners falls on the floor.
But what the modern worker has failed to consider is the ease with which quoting Taylor Swift’s “Bad Blood” would get them out of these so-called activities. After Shaniqua used your soy milk in the objectionably communal refrigerator (even though it was clearly labeled), there’s obviously not going to be any coming back from the bullet hole she put in your self-respect by doing so–no matter how many mad libs or “What’s My Name?” games your boss makes you play together. Fuck Shaniqua.