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Downstream Impact

When I saw this infographic somehow I thought of the cost of dysfunction in the workplace and the costs thereof. Downstream impacts could easily be the impaired health and well-being of family members, educational attainment of children who are under the care of employees who are dealing with dysfunction at work. 

My friend L works for a large company that has embraced wokeism to the degree that makes it impossible for people to function normally. There are mandatory sessions for leadership of which L is a part to espouse and embrace the company's personal brand of wokeism. The level of disingenuity is such that those that are choking on the kool-aid need to find their way out of the place. L is getting close to that point with two school age children to raise. 

There is only so much capacity she has to deal with this craziness, deliver on her very difficult job and somehow also be a good wife and mother. Somedays everything seems to fall apart. If gets out of this job and finds something that pays much less but allows her to keep her sanity - there are some immediate benefits to her family. Yet the clients at work who have come to count on her will end up paying a price with trickle down effects on the end customers they serve. Multiply that with as many L's that are ready to quit and are actively quitting you have snowball effect that can produce an infographic just as tragic if not worse. 

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