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Ira Glass
Chicago, it's this American Life. I'm Hourglass Jacobs and the other guys did not like their boss, Manright. Manright was full of himself. He took credit for things that they did. He was hard to deal with and they set out to sabotage him. A sociologist named Calvin Morel watched how they did it. He's part of a study of office politics in different companies. These guys all worked for an old line banking firm that he calls Old Financial. All the names in this story have been changed. In traditional companies like this one, Morell says all the politics happen in secret. It's all subterfuge. Here's how Manright was destroyed by Jacobs.
Calvin Morel
Manright used to rely on this fellow Jacobs to prepare him before he would go before the senior executive committee meeting. And Jacobs was very good, very smart guy and he could anticipate some of the questions that his boss would be asked at these meeting. And so when he prepped him, he would just neglect to tell his boss about some of the key questions that he could anticipate being asked. And there his boss would stand at the committee meeting naked without the information that he needed. And eventually he was removed as a result of this.
Ira Glass
Now, did Manright understand that he had been sabotaged?
Calvin Morel
He didn't when he actually he got back. Each time this happened to him over the course of several meetings where he was misprepped, if you will, and each time he came back, he was firmly convinced that his subordinates were incompetent. Because how else could this have happened? It never dawned on him that they were so competent that they might actually be intentionally engaged in sabotage.
Ira Glass
Another multi billion dollar company that Morell studied is one that he calls Playco. In the toy and education product business, unlike Old Financial, where bosses were bosses and underlings were underlings. And so all the scheming had to go on in secret at Playco, there was no real hierarchy. It wasn't clear who was in charge of whom. And while that might sound like a kind of nice place to work with no big bosses. It turns out that with no one absolutely in charge to make decisions and keep people in line, all the fighting was right out in the open. At meetings. People would try to humiliate and out argue each other. They'd form alliances. The executives at Playco would talk all the time about honor and respect as if they were medieval knights or maybe mob figures.
Calvin Morel
Then I even witness violence in this firm between executives. One of the incidents I talk about was about two executives actually getting into a fistfight in front of the world headquarters of this multinational firm.
Ira Glass
Yeah, just tell what happened between those two.
Calvin Morel
Yeah, well, one guy was called, I call him Greer. And the other guy actually had a nickname called the Terminator. And he was called the Terminator because, as this one guy said, he liked to hunt big game. He liked to look for executives who he could best in arguments at meetings. And so these guys were parking their cars in the parking lot and they called each other out. Essentially, Greer accused the Terminator of playing around with, with women and, and at, at a local health club and embarrassing the corporation. Meanwhile, the Terminator accused Greer of being a weak executive. This thing escalated and after a few minutes, one of them had the other over his Lotus sp.
Ira Glass
There's this idea in capitalism that companies are making decisions and products and strategy based on rational evaluation of the market and their customers. To what degree, to what degree is that true, based on what you saw and to what degree are decisions being made based on office politics and not a rational evaluation of where their company is in the market?
Calvin Morel
There is some rationality, but thinking about the bottom line is sometimes a myth that outsiders tell each other about how decisions are made. And it's not always about the bottom line. It's about politics with one another, maneuvering with one another.
Ira Glass
Given all that, given all the conflict that Calvin Morales saw at all kinds of offices, what's surprising is not how many fistfights there are in offices, but how few. I know I've been in one. This happened years ago on a public radio show that was just starting up. And I do not think of myself as much of a fighter, but here's how it went down. The guy who raised the money to start this show had this vision. And what his vision was, he said, what if there were a radio show where you could turn on every day and you would hear something like Spike Lee and Philip Glass, the composer and Stephen Hawkings the physicist, sitting down together and just talking, talking about the things that interest them in common. So this show was two hours a day. This guy had never worked on a daily program. He'd done other stuff, but never a daily program. I and a number of the other people who worked on the show had worked on daily shows at the time, by the way. I was not on the air. I was just a producer. And so we're trying to start this show, and every day we would come in and we'd work and work and work and work and work. And every day we would have this experience of we would say, okay, here's what we think we can do. It was a very, very small staff, very small staff. And every day we would say, okay, here's what we think we can do this week. And we would lay out the programs and this and this and this and this. And at the end of the whole thing, all this work had gone into. At the end of the whole thing, the guy who had raised all the money and was our boss would say, you know, that's really very nice, but it's just not our original idea. It's not Spike Lee and Philip Glass and Stephen Hawking sitting down and talking to each other. And those of us who had worked on daily programs would always say to him, that is a perfectly good idea. That's a very valid idea. Perfectly good idea. But you have to remember that you're on for two hours a day. You know, you have, like, two people making phone calls and booking this. You have, like, one or two tape cutters, one or two other people. It's very, very small stuff. And so even if, you know, you could get Spike Lee and Philip Glass and Stephen Hawking into a room and you could figure out what in the world they actually have to say to each other, which would take a certain amount of research and time on someone's part. Even if you could make all this happen, you know, that's only one hour. That's only going to be one show. And so we have to think about what's going to happen in all these other hours. And so that's a very good idea, Very, very fine idea. But here are all these other ideas that we're going to do to fill all this other time, too. And this went on for day after day and week after week, and people were working very, very hard and sort of burning out. And finally, after weeks of this, we're all standing around and we've just finished our first five shows, and it's been grueling. It's been really, really hard. And we're evaluating what to do next and how we should change the format of the show and all that kind of thing. And we get to the end of this long, long discussion. It seems like we're all on the same page. And at last, like, we're all on a chord. Here's where we've been, here's where we've going. And our boss says, well, you know, there's one thing that we haven't gotten to, and that is, I think we're forgetting the original idea of the show. That really what it needs to be is. I think every hour needs to be more like, well, just imagine if Spike Lee and Philip Glass and Stephen Hawkins could sit down together and, you know, just chat about whatever. And it had been a really hard few weeks. And as Nelson Mandela said in a very different context, you know, we had tried reason, but reason had failed to produce a solution. And so violence was our only option. And I didn't really see anything else to do. Well, to say I didn't see anything implies a kind of thinking that really wasn't exactly happening. It was just straight, pretty much gut instinct. And I walked over and I punched him in the stomach. And his reaction, I have to say, was not really as satisfying as I was hoping for. It was like he was sort of. He was sort of cushiony. I didn't feel like I was making much of an depression. And we're standing very, very close now, and closer, I think, than we had ever stood to each other. And he looks me in the eyes and he's a little bit sweaty, and he doesn't get mad at all. The whole thing just makes him get really, really sincere. And he says, you know, Ira, I really think that you should think about what you're doing for a second, which, I have to say, just made me madder. Like, if you're really mad at somebody and they just start to talk to you like they're your therapist, you know, it just makes you madder. And so I punched him again and again, not terribly satisfying, and sort of a cushiony kind of feeling. And, you know, punches don't make as much of a sound in real life as you think they might. And again he sort of like, looks me. Our face is very close to each other, looks me in the eye, and he says, you know, I think you're really having some feelings here that maybe you might be expressing a different way. Which, of course, made me punch him again at this point. At the third punch, pretty much, people had gathered around us and I was pulled off by the public Radio staff of the show, which included a guy in a wheelchair, which gives you a sense of the tough kind of fight that was going on here. And I say all this now just to illustrate that even in the offices of an outfit known as or its calm voiced let us all sit down together and reason together kind of reasonableness, you know, even in the offices of public radio, even here in the office where I speak to you from right now, feelings are so extreme that they can lead to hitting. Our relationships at our jobs, I think, contain all of the feelings, you know, we have in all of our personal relationships. You know, there are people you like, people you you don't like. There's gratitude, there's resentment, there's jealousy. It's all there. All the feelings are there. Except in the workplace we can express it, you know, because it's a workplace. You have to keep it bottled up inside and then it ends up seeping out in all these other ways. Well, today on our program Office Politics, we bring you three stories of conflict and high drama from our nation's workplaces. Act one, Hang in there, kitty cat. It's almost Friday. In that act, a lowly office worker gets in a jam and discovers that in times of trouble, when all else has failed, when all hope is gone, companies in her industry turn to one woman. One woman, my friend in a suburban home in Long island who solves their corporate problems without ever turning off the TV that plays in the background. Act two. She cakes in the conference room. Whiskey After Dark. David Rakoff discusses the world of birthdays and other holidays as they are celebrated on the job. Act three, when the job to get you off the streets is on the streets. In that act, we hear stories of the intricate office politics that take place in a location where you might not suspect there is any politics because there is no office. Stay with us.
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Ira Glass
Is this American Life? Today's show is a rerun from long ago. Act 1 Hang in there, kitty cat. It's almost Friday. Starlee Kind tells the tale in this act of an office problem that refused to be solved by ordinary means, and so extraordinary means had to be employed.
Starlee Kine
Kelly worked for a small startup. There were only about a dozen people on the staff, and the office was just one big room with no walls, like in a classroom. And a lot of the same office politics that happens behind closed doors in other offices happened in this one, except without the doors. It didn't take long before the employees took on the established roles. There was the cool kid, the flirt, the gossip, the nice boss who was really mean, the mean boss who was really nice. There was even the person who functioned as the unofficial psychologist. Every office has one, the person who's everyone's confidant, who listens to your problems and gives you a shoulder to cry on. In this office, though, the politics were so extreme that even she couldn't be trusted.
Kelly
Our person would come in with a person who was crying, and the person who was crying would be like, thanks, I'll buy you a beer sometime. I really needed to get that off my chest. And the psychologist would be like, oh, it's okay, you know, anytime. I'll be right back. And literally walk over to the person who the other person had just been saying is torturing them, making their life hell and that they think might want to kill them, and then go over and be like, do you see that person sitting right there? Yeah, the one right in front of you. She thinks that you might want to kill her.
Starlee Kine
Since it was a startup, the company was having trouble even staying in business. Pressure was high. Hours were long. There was lots of stress and breakdowns and tears and fighting and of course, sex.
Kelly
There was one person in particular who was sleeping with one of the women in the office, and until the last day, I think that most of the staff thought he was gay There was a woman who was heterosexual, but obviously had a crush on the one lesbian we had in the office. This like a hot and heavy crush. And, and also on the men too. Like she wasn't, you know, doesn't discriminate. And I mean a certain amount of sexual attention is great. You know, it gets, you get up, you know, to get up in the morning to actually wash your hair. But in this office, it was flying at you from such strange directions. And there was couplings happening within the office.
Starlee Kine
From Kelly's perspective, the creepiest coupling was between her two bosses. The three of them were working super closely on a new project. The two bosses had both pretty much already hated her and had been hard enough to deal with them as individuals. But together they formed this sort of Invincible 2 headed monster of hate. And Kelly was her number one target.
Kelly
When you're working with a very small staff, it's like being stuck on a ship with people. That's your only existence at all. So let's say you're stuck on this boat. You're out at sea, calm waters in the beginning, a lot of us celebrating. I like you. Do you like me?
Starlee Kine
I like you too.
Julie Snyder
Yeah.
Kelly
And then things start to get rougher. Things start to get rougher. People are testy because they've been stuck in that boat for a long time. You now know things, like things that you don't even want to know about people you're forced to know in those environments. So imagine that. And then imagine the two people that I need to work with on a daily basis, not talking to me and not liking me and sleeping together. So imagine we're all on that boat and we have to make room for them to sleep with each other. Like, okay, move over on the cods. They just wouldn't make eye contact with me, wouldn't talk to me for the entire deadline that we were on. And also this person is only sitting six feet away from me. So the uncomfortability of that was through the roof.
Starlee Kine
And then slowly the ship began to sink. They were running out of money. The bosses grew paranoid and started picking off their employees one by one. A person answered the phone incorrectly and was fired. That same day, malaise set in. Employees started coming in later. Not at all. No one believed in the project anymore. And then one day, some irreplaceable photographs that Kelly was in charge of went missing.
Kelly
I looked everywhere. I looked in the bookcases under my desk. I looked in, you know, other people's offices on our floor. I looked in the drawers that were public. You know, we had public drawers that, where people could store stuff. And then we had drawers that were private, which I didn't go into when people were there. But I did get so desperate that I went through everyone's day like I was getting irrational.
Starlee Kine
Kelly suspected that one of her bosses had stolen the photographs. They knew that she had to return the photos to the photographer and that her reputation was on the line. It would be a huge embarrassment if she had to actually call the photographer and tell him they were gone. In her office, sabotage was becoming trendy. Kelly had seen other examples of it. It just had never happened to her. She thought all was lost until a friend told her what other companies in the industry did when objects like this couldn't be found.
Kelly
If this situation arises, they will hire a psychic to help them locate the images. A girl gave me a number of someone who she said was certified by the state of New York was a crime psychic. I called her, she said, okay, I've got a half an hour for you two days from now. Come.
Starlee Kine
Apparently, once you've accepted the notion that your bosses are actually trying to sabotage you, the idea of going to a psychic just doesn't seem that crazy anymore. It seems appropriate. Kelly called the psychic from her desk in plain sight of everyone, including the suspected boss. She didn't even bother lowering her voice. And then she said about following the psychic's instructions. She took Polaroid photos of the office and all the people working there. And then she got on a train to the psychic's house in Long Island. She was hoping that the psychic would be able to tell her something, anything about where the photos were. What she got was a whole lot more. The psychic lit a cigarette while Kelly laid out the Polaroid she'd taken. Then the psychic started describing the subtlest nuances of her co workers personalities.
Kelly
Sometimes she would just say like, words like, oh, she, she's so insecure. As if she was having like a whole nother conversation that wasn't with me. And she'd be like, oh, she's not pretty. Aw. Like. And she would start to feel sorry. And then she'd be like, oh, okay, he doesn't like women. He's not like he's gay. He just never thinks that women are worth that much.
Starlee Kine
Of all the reading rooms and all the homes of all the psychics in Long Island, Kelly walked into this one. The home of Ann, the office politics psychic. Ann had Kelly draw a little map of her office with lines indicating where everyone sat. The psychic went from desk to Desk to desk, describing the office politics between Kelly's co workers. These two are always gossiping with each other. Don't trust them. This one was your friend. But they didn't like her, so she got fired. He's sweet, you can tell him things. Then she got to Kelly's two bosses
Kelly
and then she said, oh, okay, the person who sits here talks to the person who sits here all day long.
Starlee Kine
She actually drew a line between the two bosses who were sleeping with each other. She drew the line?
Kelly
Well, she would draw a little stick person, like behind the desk. And then she would draw another little stick person and she'd be like, oh, this area to this area. Like my two main bosses, she was saying, were constantly talking to each other all day. She went into things that I didn't even know happened, that later I found out happened like they went on a trip. She knew basically that he was living at her place. There was not anything that she didn't know. The same amount of information with added psychic phenomenon as if she'd been sitting next to me the whole six months.
Starlee Kine
I've never called Ms. Cleo. I've never had a tarot reading or had my tea leaves read. I've never crossed over. But when I heard there was a psychic in Long island who could tell who was lying about breaking the office fax machine, I had to go. I called and made an appointment. She had one stipulation for letting me come. No debunking. How about this?
Ishmael Walker
I teach you how to drive and
Starlee Kine
you teach me how to be a great Italian cook.
Kelly
Everybody's a comedian today.
Starlee Kine
Anne lives with her elderly mother and her seven year old daughter. When I get there, grandmother and granddaughter are nestled in easy chairs watching Golden Girls. Ann's doing a reading in the back and her mother turns to me and asks if I'm there for a reading too. I tell her I'm not. We watch TV together in silence for a few minutes and then Ann's mother turns back to me and asks if I'm there for a reading. This pattern continues for the rest of the show. I finally give in and say, yes, I'm there for a reading. Then she gets up and shuffles off to the kitchen and I can hear her muttering under her breath, f ing Gypsies. Then Ann comes in and takes me to her reading room.
Julie Snyder
We kept the red carpeting. It's your root chakra and it gives me a lot of energy because I'm actually in a beta level sleep state,
Ira Glass
so I'm kind of groggy and the best thing to wake you up in
Julie Snyder
the morning is that nice red carpeting.
Starlee Kine
Ann's reading room looks like a suburban guest bedroom. There's a daybed that she likes because it makes it feel more like a therapist's office. Pictures of her family and a TV cluttered with tchotchkas. Like a jar labeled Ashes of problem Customers. Ann prefers to be called a clairaudient trance medium, which means that she can hear stuff that isn't there as opposed to seeing stuff that isn't there. She goes into a trance, and then her three spirit guides feed her the information. When I talked to Ann on the phone, she told me she'd be in a trance when I got there. In fact, she'd been in a trance when she told me that. It turns out Ann's almost always in a trance. At her house. I saw her receive payment for her services, recommend a good restaurant, and usher her client to the door all while in a trance. This seemed to be a complete abuse of the word trans. Not to be debunky or anything. Appointments with Ann are hard to get. She'll take anybody, but she's usually booked months in advance. People come for the usual stuff, like channeling dead relatives. But she does a big business of finding lost objects, and a large percentage of her clients come about problems at work.
Ira Glass
If you think about it, that's where
Julie Snyder
you spend most of your waking time.
Ira Glass
During the day, in most cases is in offices.
Julie Snyder
That's why there's so many issues that people.
Ira Glass
A variety of issues I couldn't begin
Julie Snyder
to count or measure. I mean, you name it, I've had them all.
Starlee Kine
I watch Yan's clients drift in and out of her home from morning till night. And what I learn is this. It doesn't matter that the people work in different kinds of jobs. All their stories are the same. There's a cop with a corrupt boss intent on making his life hell.
Ira Glass
You know, you could be sitting in a room of five people. He would walk in and say hello
Ron
to the other four and just, like, ignore me, like I wasn't there.
Starlee Kine
There's a woman from the car rental agency with a boss who didn't like women.
Ira Glass
And he had already been responsible for firing the two other girls at the office.
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Starlee Kine
There's a woman from the phone company who's working with a lot of people younger than her.
Julie Snyder
There was a few managers I had a problem with. She was the type that laugh in your face, but she actually like, did you win behind your Back
Starlee Kine
talking to Ann about all this. Every office is Othello, full of jealousy and greed and intrigue. Kelly's story wasn't surprising to her at all.
Ira Glass
Surprised me.
Julie Snyder
Not much of it, honestly, because I find it very common in the workplace. And very often times than not, there's
Ira Glass
a lot of backstabbing.
Starlee Kine
At some point, I'm guessing you've worried about investing too much emotional energy in your colleagues, your boss, your work. At least we're all doing it. In fact, for Kelly, one of the best things about going to Anne about the missing photos is that Ann didn't view her freakout as excessive up until that point.
Kelly
You know, I would be, like, calling my mom, saying, like, they've taken them. They've taken them. I know they have. And she would be totally freaked out as any. Like, all of my friends were. And they're like, let it go. You're gonna find them. And I'd be like, no, no, this is bad. This horrible place. And, you know, and I'd be going on these rants, and my friends and my family were trying to be okay about it. But she was the first person that was like, oh, yeah, this is bad. And you're right. And that unfortunate. And I said, well, you know, I brought photos, you know, So I wanted to show her the photos to show her the different places in the office. And she basically looked at the first one, which was a Polaroid of all the guys in the office, and said, oh, that's him. He was really mad when you were taking that photo because he knew that you were coming here.
Starlee Kine
The man she pointed to with Kelly's
Kelly
boss, he's red in the face in this photo, glaring at me. His veins on his neck are sticking out, and it looks like he could probably hit me.
Starlee Kine
How much actual clairvoyance was involved in this is anyone's guess. Ann's clients all swear by her. Love her, actually. But Ann and her clients all say that a part of what Ann does is confirm what you already know. She, Kelly, suspected her bosses and told her she was right, too. Armed with this new knowledge, Kelly did absolutely nothing. She didn't confront her bosses or go over their heads to the head of the company. She didn't do anything. She didn't need to. She felt better.
Kelly
I felt totally vindicated. I felt, like, released after Ann, Yeah, I totally felt released because before I went to her, I kept waiting for them to break. I kept thinking that maybe they'd tell me or that they'd admit to it or that they just like put them on my desk at night and I'd come in in the they'd be there. I've had fantasies about that a lot. And then afterward I just, I didn't have to worry anymore. I had no suspicions. I knew that everything that I had thought she had told me was true. And I stopped caring. I felt like I could look at them from a different angle and it wasn't personal anymore. It was just more like, wow, that's pretty pathetic, you know?
Starlee Kine
The lost photos were never found, just like Ann said they wouldn't be. Kelly now works somewhere else. Anne is booked for next summer. The problem with office politics is it never really makes sense outside the office. Your friends and family will never fully understand what it is you hate so much about the girl down the hall with Ann. Not only does she seem to understand, you don't even have to tell her about it.
Ira Glass
Starleigh Hine. She was a producer on our show when she made that story. In the years since we first broadcast today's show, she went on to create this beloved and short lived podcast called Mystery Show. If you like this story, you might want to check that out wherever you get your podcast. Act 2 she kicks in the conference room. Whiskey After Dark Americans are, as everybody knows, spending more time on the job, which means more people's social lives are organized around their work lives and more holidays are celebrated more intensely and mean more on the job site. David Rakoff wrote this next story while we at this American Life took our show on the road, doing our show before live audiences around the country. It is a parable of three such holidays as celebrated on the job holiday
Ishmael Walker
the first National Secretary's Day. At least we consoled ourselves. We were assistants, not secretaries in the world. We were in the world of New York. Publishing these titles meant everything. It's a loathsome distinction, the almost meaningless difference between field and house slavery. After all, we, all of us, secretaries and assistants alike, had much the same duties filing, photocopying, taking dictation, and making reservations for meals we would never get to eat. There was one glaring discrepancy between us and the secretaries specifically. Their salaries dwarfed ours, but our penury came with the promise that we were bound for better things. We would be mentored, promoted, and one day raised to our rightful stations as book editors, our faith in the east coast meritocracy restored. Still, every April when National Secretary's Day rolled around, many of us took sick days, genuinely nauseous with worry that we might be mistook for them. And there on our assistance assistance desks would be the asparagus fern and baby's breath surrounded long stem roses with the heartfelt note from the boss who just couldn't do it without you. Instead of National Secretaries Day, we assistants had our own folk traditions with our own holidays, one of which we celebrated often, almost nightly. In fact, we called it drinking with disturbing regularity. The end of the workday found us at the old Monkey Bar, the Dorset Bar, the Warwick Bar, all of which were attached to serviceable and somewhat down at heel hotels. Midtown Manhattan used to be full of just such comfortably shabby establishments where career waiters with brilliantined combovers and shiny elbow jackets served marvelously cheap, albeit watery drinks along with free snacks, withered celery sticks, unironic faux Asian poo poo platters, pretzel nuggets accompanying a cheese spread of a color that in nature usually signals I am an alluring yet highly poisonous tree frog. Beware. Dinner and forgetfulness, all for $10. Youth is not wasted on the young. It is perpetrated on the young. Hooch, happily, was one luxury we could afford. Our drunkenness was twofold. First there was the liquor, but there was also the intoxication brought on by the self aggrandizing conviction that we happy few, we cheery booze hounds, were the new incarnations of that most mythic bunch of souses, the Algonquin Round Table. This pipe dream sustained not just us, but, I suspect, countless other tables of publishing menials all over town. So desperate were we to assume the mantles of Parker, Benchley and their ilk that we weren't going to let some silly thing like a dearth of wit or the complete absence of a body of work on any of our parts deter us. With enough $4 drinks sloshing through our veins, even the most dunderheaded schoolyard japery qualified as coruscating repartee. What do you want? A riposte might begin. A medal or a chest to pin it on? Oh, touche. We cried merrily as we clutched our martin. That represented the high point of the discourse. Gradually our tongues thickened and our moods darkened unpleasantly as the evenings wore on, a hostile gin scented pole fell over everything and our glittering aphorisms were reduced to the wishful and direct I hope my boss is dead. Right? Paying the bill, we stumbled out into the street and back to our apartments, where we spent the rest of the night jealously reading the manuscripts of those who actually wrote and didn't just drink about it. Rising unrefreshed we would return to the office and, rubbing alcohol and cotton balls in hand, get down to work swabbing leaf by leaf, the potted plants in our boss's office, a vain attempt to stop the outbreak of whitefly that was going around the floor. Impressing the higher ups became our constant purpose. We spent an inordinate amount of time attaching disproportionate significance to our message taking skills, our collating acumen, no small feat from under a hovering cloud of job hatred. How sad to realize from the vantage point of years later that the answer to the question that was perpetually on our minds, what do they think of me? Was they didn't at all. Realistically, we were the help and it was best not to forget it. Holiday the Second Christmas those three weeks or so of midtown Manhattan Christmas are an assistant's dream. No work gets done and all is romanticized melancholy. It was precisely why so many of us had moved to the city, so that we too might gaze misanthropically at the corporate Christmas tree in the lobby, surrounded with gift wrapped empty boxes that fooled nobody, and in the institutional fluorescent lit sadness of it all, feel something approaching depth. The phone's idle. We spent our days going to the movies during lunch, returning hours later to troll the halls of of the office, foraging through the gift baskets like a ravening pack of voles subsisting on Carr's water biscuits, individually red wax dip bowls of baby Gouda, butternut toffee popcorn, Smokehouse almonds, and fancy fruit preserves eaten directly from the jar. A diet that had our faces peppered with blackheads and glistening with oily sebum as unto the shining visages of the the apostles. Our bosses were away with their families at country houses having real lives. We wondered how they might greet the sight of the empty food baskets upon their return. Such anarchy, such transgression. As usual, they never even noticed. We, on the other hand, could not even conceive of a world wherein we did not know the exact quantity and location of our giant cashews. Holiday the third Happy Birthday. After any moment of extreme assistant subjugation, say a morning wherein one might innocently open an unsolicited manuscript only to find that someone had mailed the publishing house a jiffy pack full of human feces. Or one might be sent to the corner to pick up a cappuccino for an author who had just been given a million dollar book advance, a coffee for which I was not reimbursed. After such moments we would make our way to Sheila's cubicle where we could always be guaranteed clear eyed advice and cigarettes. Sheila was our bad girl leader. A poet and writer herself, she despised her job and didn't care who knew it, smoking openly at her desk and standing on ceremony for no one. These would be my pajamas that I slept in last night, she would say, indicating the black long sleeve T shirt and black workout pants she was wearing. And this she would add, fingering a crusted white smear on the hem of the top. This would be spilled food. Nice. Well, they say dress for the job you want, not the job you have, So of course it was immediately to Sheila that I went. When I received my birthday card, it was late November. Opening the envelope, my eyes fell upon it, a reproduction of one of those tinted B movie stills from the 1950s. A woman in a smart worsted business jacket wearing a pair of glasses at which men seldom make passes, and a switchboard operator's headset out of which were shooting tiny lightning bolts, was shown to be thinking someone needs coffee. Above her head in screaming sci fi acid yellow type was the title of this card's purported movie, the Amazing Tale of the Psychic Secretary. I slid the card back into the envelope, walked over and showed it to her. Get your coat, she said, her voice businesslike, her face unreadable. We went to the Warwick Bar. Don't talk for a while, just smoke, she said. And then, as an afterthought, she added, but you knew I was going to say that, didn't you? Psychic Secretary. Across from us in the darkened booth, a couple sat, a man and a woman. They had clearly been there for hours because the woman's head was lolling about on her neck as she alternately whispered lubriciously or laughed too heartily at her companion's jokes. We had a clear view under the table where we could see her rubbing ever higher up his thigh. I knew where this exchange was leading. Psychic. Not long after that evening, I sat in a movie theater packed to the rafters. Just before the lights went down, a woman marched up the aisle, looked at me, and asked, is that seat taken? I was nowhere near the end of the row, but trying to be helpful, I asked, which seat? Looking directly into my eyes, she said, that seat. She pointed. She was pointing to the center of my chest, to my very heart. Well, I'm sitting here, I managed finally, as if I were her college aged daughter who had suddenly announced that I was a vegetarian. She shrugged in a kind of suture self indulgence of my fantasy of existence and moved on. I looked up and down the row for some sort of laughter or some eye rolling commiseration or just plain corroboration that this had just happened. But I got no response. To this day, I cannot explain it. Was this an emissary sent from on high at that time of year not to trumpet the birth of the Son of God, but to proclaim with heavenly proof my complete and utter insignificance? She's right, I thought. This seat isn't taken. It was the perfect moment for that time in my life. I mean that, of course, in the worst way possible. The theater went dark. Up on the screen, the camera zoomed past a huge close up of the Statue of Liberty swooping down to find the Staten Island Ferry scudding along the water, transporting our working girl to her office job where we already knew she would triumph, vanquish the harpy boss and win the love of the man. Sheila taught me a survival technique for getting through seemingly intolerable situations. Interminable lunches, stern lectures on attitude or time management, being trapped by the office bore beside the sheet cake in the conference room and the like. Maintaining eye contact. Keep your face inscrutable and mask like with the faintest hint of a smile. Keep this up as long as you possibly can. And just as you feel you're about to crack and take a letter opener and plunge it into someone's neck, fold your hands in your lap, one nestled inside the other like those of a supplicant in a priory, now, with the index finger of your inner hand right on the palm of the other, very discreetly and undetectably. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. Over and over again as you pretend to listen, you will find that this brings a spontaneous look of interest and pleased engagement to your countenance. Continue and repeat as necessary. In the dark of the theater, I write my message pressing hard into the flesh of my hand. Although I don't know who I'm writing to, I'm just glad to feel that it hurts. Thank you.
Ira Glass
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Ira Glass
This is American Life from Ira Glass. Each week on our program, of course, we choose some theme, bring you a variety of different kinds of stories on that theme. Today's show is a rerun from many, many, many years ago. Office politics. High drama in our nation's workplaces. We've arrived at Act 3, Act 3 when the job to get you off the streets is on the streets. So there's a time in New York City at 6th Avenue and 8th Street, Greenwich Village, where pretty much any day you would see tables on the sidewalks manned by scruffy looking men. These days there's just a handful of tables like this. But back in the early 2000s, when we first made this episode and put it on the air, the tables extended for two blocks, one after another, selling magazines and books. Most of those magazines and books had been pulled from the trash found in dumpsters. Julie Snyder reports on the politics of this particular business.
Julie Snyder
After spending a couple of days on the corner of 6th Avenue and 8th street, what strikes me is not how different street vending is from other businesses, but how similar. As if the rules of business are so deeply encoded in us that as soon as anyone starts to sell anything in any setting, the rules and hierarchies of a company start to gel around them. Even if what they're doing is selling other people's trash on the corner, you've got your entry levels. And you've got the people who have worked and clawed their way to the top. That's more or less what Ishmael Walker did. When I visit, he has the best spot on the block right on the corner in front of the Barnes and Noble. And what got him there was simple ambition.
Ron
At one time, I was down the block, and I was just sitting out there. I said, damn, all the money's up there and everybody up there. So see that bookstore? People go and buy books, right? And I got books on the table. I got magazine. I might just got what they want.
Julie Snyder
There are other reasons Ishmael wanted the corner. Right across is Gray's Papaya, a hot dog restaurant with plate glass windows that looks directly onto the corner. When it rains, he can sit inside and eat and still keep an eye on his stuff. Also, there's a small alcove that's right in front of Ishmael's tail table, where he keeps a chair and can relax or nap during the day. To understand how you rise to the best space on the block. Or how you get demoted to the worst, consider Ron's story.
Ron
I told you one time, I had this whole block, from the light post to the light post. This was when I first came out here.
Julie Snyder
Ron's at the very end of the blocks in what is arguably the worst location. Years ago, before Ishmael made his move to the top. Ron control the entire block, including the area where Ishmael is now.
Ron
Now, how I got control of this whole block was that I was living here. I was living right here on the sidewalk. There was no way anybody was gonna get here before me, you understand? And I used to sleep over there. Me and a few other guys used to sleep over there and pack my stuff up in a dumpster, post office thing. And I would push it over there, you understand? If I wanted. I could be up 24 hours if I wanted to.
Julie Snyder
More than half the guys on 6th Avenue are homeless. So it's easier for them to stay with their stuff and keep their spaces on the street. Eventually, Ron moved in with his aunt in Harlem. He lost control of the block, and now he doesn't get as much business as Ismael does. He's away from all the action. But it's just not worth it to Ron anymore.
Ron
Cause I'm not gonna stay out here all night to hold down a spot. I got a place to live now, you understand? I'm gonna pack my stuff up at night and go home.
Julie Snyder
The Way Ron started here is the way all the guys start. He was a panhandler. But you're lucky if you get any of the guys to admit that because for the most part, the vendors are embarrassed about their panhandling pass. The panhandlers, meanwhile, look down on the vendors saying they have too much pride to sell someone else's trash. Ron remembers panhandling as just being humiliating.
Ron
I was like panhandling over there on 9th Street. And I remember one day I walked up to my brother in law. I didn't walk up to him. I was panhandling like my back was turned. And he walked up and I turned around. I said, being some change. And it was my brother in law. And he looked at me like, I got a wife and kids to support. And he kept going, you know. And one time I was really embarrassed. This time I was working at this job. I was working this job at the time, keeping us getting good money. And I ended up leaving that job because, you know, my drinking. And one of the workers, one of the co workers I didn't really get along with that good, was a girl and she had a boyfriend. Her boyfriend was a police. Police, New Jersey cop. And I remember one day I was panhandling uptown and she walked up and she looked at me like she was real startled. And she was with the guy. And, you know, I remember I was really embarrassed that time. So I'm actually glad that I was able to start vending, which is, you know, more respectable.
Julie Snyder
When you spend time on the corner, what it looks like is there'll be 20 or 30 guys all around the tables, and it seems like they're just hanging out doing nothing. But it turns out they all have different and distinct jobs with different responsibilities and pay scales. There are placeholders who camp out overnight on the sidewalk, holding a space that they sell to vendors in the morning that usually pays around 20 to 30 dollars. Guys called storage providers, have places either in their apartments or under the subway tracks or in empty storerooms where they charge$7.10 for the vendors to keep their tables and crates of magazines. During the night, the movers help the vendors haul their stuff on and off the sidewalks. They generally make five to ten dollars a move. If you were to show up on 6th Avenue tomorrow to start in the business, even with a high school or college degree, even with other job experience, you'd have to work your way up same as anyone before. You'd make vendor. When sociologist Mitch Deanery came to the block to write about the vendors, he was first put to work, getting coffee and helping out in little ways for months before getting his own table. He ended up spending years with the vendors.
Ira Glass
Not anybody can come out here and set up a table. You have to work your way through the system because there's only a certain number of legal spots on the street.
Julie Snyder
The city regulates how many spots there can be.
Starlee Kine
Yes.
Ira Glass
And so some guys show up in the morning and their whole job is just to be a mover. And in fact, that's how Conrad got started out here. He was originally just a mover, and now he moved up to getting his own table. And there are many people who start out as table watchers. Watching a table all night while someone else goes to sleep or watching a table while people go to the bathroom and they may wind up having their own table.
Julie Snyder
One day, Mitch introduced me to everyone on 6th Avenue and explained that excessive drug use is pretty much what brought all of the guys out here. Most times, a person's position on the sidewalk correlates to their level of addiction. If you smoke a lot of crack and aren't too trustworthy, a placeholder is about the best job you can get. If you're pretty clean, you're probably a regular table watcher or a vendor. So there are cliques on the sidewalks and mutual snobberies between the panhandlers and the vendors. But like in any workplace, there are people who sidestep those trivialities, ignore the politics. BA Is one of those people.
Ron
Watch the tonsils. I told you there's a lady here, right?
Julie Snyder
Some people say the BA Stands for bad attitude, but BA Prefers business administrator. It's an apt title for him because he's sort of a floater on sixth Avenue, one of the few guys who jumps from job to job during the day. On this afternoon, BA Is table watching. He's also placeholding a space next to for a vendor named Joe, an elderly white guy who sells rare and out of print books, but only comes to the sidewalks on weekends. And then on top of all of that, at 4 in the afternoon most days he goes down to the PATH train station to panhandle. Though today he isn't going.
Ron
Yeah, I got somebody down there working for.
Julie Snyder
At the train.
Ron
Yeah, the PATH train station.
Julie Snyder
You pay somebody to go down there for you if you can't go.
Ron
And then pay me when they come off, they pay me because you have
Julie Snyder
a spot down there too.
Ron
They take my time, you know what I'm saying? My time is from 4 to 6, right. So if they want to get on my town I tell them, give me half. They can go down there from four to six and give me half.
Julie Snyder
So right now you're making money down at the, at the, at the train station. And then you're also making money right now on the table.
Ron
That's how I go.
Julie Snyder
And then you'll also make money tonight by holding the space for Joe for tomorrow.
Ron
Got it?
Julie Snyder
What would you do if they went. If somebody like just went down there from four to six and started panhandling and you didn't know them and they didn't pay you? Like, isn't that possible?
Ron
No, no, they got to go. Cuz I go like 3:30 and I check out my spot, you know what I'm saying? I go out at 3:30, I go make sure everything is clear. I'm saying I go set myself up, put my crate down there, get my cup ready. I change my clothes to look like a bum.
Julie Snyder
Wait. At the risk of making homeless advocates cringe, I want to make sure you caught that. Right now BA Is wearing a polo shirt from the Gap, khakis and adidas. But when he goes down to Panhandle, he says he changes his clothes to look like a bum.
Ron
I change my clothes to look like a bum.
Julie Snyder
You change your clothes to look like. Cause right now you look really nice.
Ron
That's what I said. I told you I had to go change and everything.
Julie Snyder
You have to go down and go panhandling. Then what do you wear?
Ron
I'm putting on my overalls or something, change my sneakers up, you know, just dusty. Something dusty on my durag or something like that, you know, and sit down and just look homeless.
Julie Snyder
And in two hours, how much can you get?
Ron
60 to $80. Hey Shorty, where you get those babies from? Yo, what's the magazine?
Julie Snyder
At one point in the corner, Ishmael's friend Shorty pulls up on the sidewalk and gets out of a cab carrying several cardboard boxes. Someone had cleaned out their apartment and given Shorty a bunch of old books. The guys gather around and evaluate the books. Most of them seem pretty old, with titles nobody's ever heard of, but there are a few known sellers.
Ron
The Babysitter's Club. These are sell, bro. Don't let nobody tell them. Like a person, don't sell books or magazines. Don't know nothing about it.
Julie Snyder
Some of these guys have known each other for over 20 years. In the mid-80s, they lived together in Penn Station before the city cleaned it up. After time in jail and treatment programs, the guys regrouped on 6th Avenue and they're close in a way that makes it nice to hang out with them. They joke around. They get into little arguments that last a day or two and then blow over.
Ron
These are all good prices, my friend.
Ishmael Walker
How much are the service?
Ron
I'll give you a dollar apiece on them. A good deal for Those starting around
Julie Snyder
4 in the afternoon, the sidewalks start getting busy, the music gets turned up on the stereos, and what's known as the power hour begins. Each table has about 150 to 200 magazines laid out. The sellers, Vogue, Vibe, GQ, Martha Stewart Living, Architectural Digest. There are foreign fashion magazines like Italian Vogue and the occasional specialty order.
Ron
I got a girl right now, she wants Drew Barrymore, Playboy issue.
Ishmael Walker
She said on the Internet they they
Ron
asking $60 for it. I had that book many times. I'm waiting on it now.
Ishmael Walker
I'm just charging three, five dollars.
Julie Snyder
The losers. Any weekly magazine. The New Yorker, Sports Illustrated, Newsweek. Neighbors will often donate stacks of weekly magazines like People to the vendors. The vendors will take them just to be polite and later quietly throw. It seems that smut sells the best. And there's a surprisingly large stock of gay porn that everyone is completely matter of fact about. In fact, it's all pretty relaxed. No hard sell. Except for Ishmael sitting in his premium spot at the top of the block. At one point, a cab driver who Ishmael has apparently dealt with before pulls up next to the tables and asks Ishmael if he has any computer books or software.
Ron
Yeah, they right there, the whole section, the whole food. Come on out your cab. You got to get up out of the cab and come on by the table, bro.
Julie Snyder
The cab driver is reluctant to leave his cab parked sitting in the middle of a lane of traffic on the side of a busy New York City street.
Ron
You gotta come on out. You gotta get up out of here. We ain't gonna have that accident no more like we did last time. Honey, don't worry about the ticket. I want you to see the books, man.
Julie Snyder
Ishmael actually gets the the cab driver to come out of his cab and to the table. He sells the computer book for $10.
Ron
Now, I don't understand how you're going to see like that. It's good to go around the table. He can see what's in front.
Julie Snyder
What got Ishmael to the top of the block is pretty much what gets someone to the top of any business. He just wanted it more. When he first started on the sidewalk, there was a guy named Scotty sitting at the corner by the bookstore. So Ishmael made a plan. He says he stayed inside and rested up for a week and got ready to make his move on Scotty.
Ron
So when the day come, he didn't come yet. So my tables is in there. Next minute, here he come. Oh boy. I fought for three mornings, three days straight, right? Physically fighting tables in the street, comic books in the street, books in the street. He kicked mine and I kick in for three days straight. 8 o' clock to about 11 o' clock in the afternoon morning.
Julie Snyder
When Mitch first introduced me to Ishmael, Mitch said he'd met few people in his life with the determination that Ishmael has. And I know it's weird that the path to triumph will be kicking the ass of your opponent for three hours every morning. But if Coke and Pepsi could do the same thing, don't you think they would?
Ira Glass
Ishmael, I have seen you in 30 below zero weather at 3, 4 o' clock in the morning. I've seen you preserving this space out here when everybody else was gone.
Ron
That's right, because it's like they said, the ghosts come out at night. And if you're not there, believe me, somebody is willing to slip up in
Ishmael Walker
there
Julie Snyder
on a good day when the weather's nice and lots of people are out. Ishmael makes about $150, but he works seven days a week and a lot of days it rains.
Ira Glass
Julie Snyder was the senior producer of our show back when we first broadcast today's program. She went on to co create the cereal podcast. Thanks to Mitch Denier for acting as our guide to this story. His book documenting several years in the lives of the vendors is called Sidewalk. That book became a documentary film with the same name. Mitch still visits the vendors every few months. BA and Shorty have since passed away. Ron was deported to Jamaica, but Ishmael still hangs around the neighborhood. He's retired now. When people started looking on their phones on the subway and stopped buying books and magazines to read there, the benders on sixth Avenue took a big hit. I'm working, girl. Thanks today to Monica hall and Chris Neary, production help on this rerun for Michael Comite, Molly Marcelo Stone Nelson and Ryan Rummery. This American life is delivered to public radio stations by prx, the public radio Exchange. Thanks as always to our program's co founder, Mr. Tory Malatea. You know, and Spike Lee walks in on Tory and me and Philip Glass and Stephen Hawking. This is what happens.
Ron
He would walk in and say hello to the other four and just like, ignore me. Like I wasn't there.
Ira Glass
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Air Date: March 1, 2026
Host: Ira Glass
Theme: High drama and intrigue in the workplace—true stories of office politics, sabotage, clandestine alliances, and how even the most oddball work environments mimic the classic power struggles we expect (and try to avoid).
This episode explores the often-hidden world of office politics—how power, resentment, sabotage, and subterfuge play out behind the scenes (or sometimes quite openly) in offices both traditional and unconventional. Through sociological studies, personal anecdotes, and unique workplaces (including a psychic “office troubleshooter” and the micro-economies of sidewalk magazine vendors), This American Life illustrates just how universal workplace drama truly is, and how it turns up in even the strangest corners of working life.
Reporter: Starlee Kine
Story by: David Rakoff
Reporter: Julie Snyder
For anyone who’s ever felt slighted by a boss, been caught in the crossfire of colleagues, or watched an office “celebration” turn into a covert referendum on status—the stories in this episode will ring unexpectedly true.