Sometimes the furrows we plough at work get very deep. We stick to the familiar for so long that doing otherwise just doesn’t occur to us. Processes steer our days and straying from them causes enervation at best, fear at worst. The familiar feels safe even though it may prove our undoing.
There is lack of curiosity in many of our workplaces, an absence of tinkering. In these places the web is a distraction. “What’s in it for me?” “Does it make my processes more efficient or less onerous?” “I’ll get involved with it if someone tells me to but otherwise why would I bother?”
Opportunism ceases to exist, showing initiative would be breaking ranks. There’s a whiff of death. A slow death. A willing death.