Hanging out with coworkers is lame. This is a group of people whose friendship began when they all signed an agreement to be paid by the same employer. And most of the time, that's the end of what you all have in common. It's often easier to communicate with a cab driver, or even an ojek with the wind blowing in your face, than the person sitting next to you at work. At least then you can just fall back on the old standards of traffic, politics, and corruption.
With coworkers, there's a complex art to seeming like you care about whatever they're talking about when you really couldn't care less. You can't just use the taxi fallbacks of repeating "yeah" and "oh really?" over and over again without sounding like a dick. And while being branded as the office dick doesn't get in you actual trouble with the bosses, it does make simple day-to-day tasks, like asking to borrow an iPhone charger, a real hassle.So imagine it's a typical workday, some time far from Friday and you're dreading the thought of sitting in traffic for 90 minutes just to get home. You just spent the last few hours streaming videos and pretending to work until it's finally time to leave that florescent office behind for a few hours of "actual life." So what do you do when you suddenly notice that everyone is gearing up to hang out after work and you're expected to come along?There are two ways to handle this situation, but each of them requires specific character traits to make it work. You either need to be an immaculately professional liar or a brutally dominate alpha human. You need to tell a convincing story or convince others that this post-work outing is actually a terrible idea.Here's how you lie: Stick to the classics. There's a reason movie studios are stuck in a cycle of continuously pumping out shitty remake after shittier remake. The old stories work. But just like in a successful remake, you need to inject a tiny bit of creativity into the story to keep it interesting. Blaming your family usually works, because, well, this is Asia and close-knit families are the norm. But remember, it's impossible to claim some imaginary relative has died more than four times a year without making people think you're cursed or something.
How to craft the perfect excuse
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It's better to stick with simple excuses like "my mom asked me to meet her and I can't bail again." Why can't you bail? Doesn't matter. No one is going to ask.Here's how you don't need to lie: OK, so maybe lying all the time makes you feel guilty. Then all you need to do is take the honest route and explain that whatever pre-existing plans you had, whether they were a night on the town with your real friends or a night alone in bed with Netflix, are better than whatever your coworkers want to do. For example, you can just admit that you're trying to binge watch all of Game of Thrones before the new season starts. Go ahead and tell them you keep forgetting the names of the dead characters and that you still have like five seasons left. They'll understand that you're an important person with important plans.Alright, so none of that worked and now you're out at some restaurant with your work mates. In a perfect world, your meal and drinks would be covered by your company. But, alas, we all don't get to work in oil and gas or spend our nights with old white dudes in ill-fitting batik shirts.So that means you need to know how to split a bill. Prepare yourself because few conversations will ever be this awkward. You know how Indonesians get super uncomfortable when we're asked about our salaries? Splitting the bill might be a close second.What are you supposed to do when the majority of the staff agreed to share some martabak and you're trying to eat healthy food? You have two choices here, either pitch in regardless of what you really want or order something different and only pay for that. Pitching in earns you some points as a team player (just like you said you were in your resume). But choosing your own meal preserves your dignity as an individual. Choose whichever option works best for you. Unless you wanted martabak all along. Then what are you so worried about? Just eat it.
How to split the bill
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