On Attending a Biotech Company's Off-Site Event

An Essay By Hannah D. // 9/19/2019

I climb out of my car and into a dusky morning peppered with bickering crows. Ah, so the crows are back. When I started working here I noticed them, perched and crackling to each other incessantly every morning when I arrived. Then they left with the summer - but now they've returned again, along with the darker mornings and windier chills.

Start-ups certainly have their own unique atmosphere. The Silicon Valley has its own infective optimism in human prowess. And the Bay Area is, historically as well as currently, a biotech hub of the world. PCR was invented here, for example (by someone who accredits this work to his use of hallucinogens - what could be more Bay-Area-esque than that?)

At a company at the crux of all three of these uniquely energized themes, one can only expect a flavor almost religious in nature. I should've expected it, really. For heaven's sake, every month we have company-wide meetings in which the CEO lists all new employees and asks them to stand amid applause. "Be sure to introduce yourself, ask where they came from and what brought them here," he encourages us.

But we recently had an off-site. In an old auditorium overlooking a scenic lake, the company shuffled together for a day of all-fun-no-work. There were opening presentations from executives, a Q&A session with the leadership team, and "TED talks" from employees. The CEO decided to, early on in his opening talk, give the following encouragement. "In fact, turn to the person sitting next to you - preferably someone you don't know - and ask, 'What do you bring to this company?'"

"And I don't mean, 'Oh, I know Python,' or stuff like that," he added. "Each person here is exceptional in a unique way and brings something to this company. We work with some incredible people. Let's take 20-30 seconds to get to know each other."

And then he was quiet. And the chatter started. And it hit me like a bat.

"Is it Sunday morning?" I sat there thinking. "Am I in church right now? What is this?"

There was plenty of talk about the successes of the company. Of what we've accomplished. We have very high goals here at ------ and it is certainly exciting to hear about steps we've taken in that direction.

But the CEO spent his talk not going over these, but focusing on a concept: Joy. Citing a book written by a Dalai Lama and Archbishop, he shared how joy is found in rising to challenges, engaging with people in relationship, and delving into meaningful work. Work that has purpose and makes the world a better place.

Hey, I love my job. It's an incredibly exciting place to work. And the people I work with are amazing. If I wasn't a Christian, I think working here could easily substitute as the primary source of meaning in my life.

Then came the TED talks. Employees got up and discussed shared values. Things like empathy ("Because if you're anything like me, you spend more time at work than you do with your significant other, friends, or family"), assuming goodwill ("We used to talk about this a lot. Let's bring it back into the conversation"), and uplifting personal accounts of individual triumph amid adversity (even if that 'adversity' was a personal mountain one wanted to climb).

The churchiness of all this was tangible. I could smell it in the air: Shared sense of purpose. We are in this together. Together we can change the world. Shared sense of values. These are the ethics and attitudes we want to encourage while working together. Shared holidays, even - not longer before this was Pride Month, and the chatter around Pride culminated in a company event with rainbow play-dough available and post-its tacked up on the wall where employees could answer the prompt, "What does Pride mean to you?" Is it just me, or is this a secular version of the holiday season, culminating in Christmas Day?

The off-site was about success as a company, but it was more about making its employees feel appreciated. And it left a bigger impact, too - it made me feel like part of a team. Part of an incredibly meaningful group of amazing people, intent on making the world a better place. It's a noble goal, for sure, and encouraging common values and shared sense of mutual appreciation throughout the company are all certainly good things.

But there was no denying it - the off-site was a distinctly religious experience.

We're reading Cultural Liturgies: Desiring the Kingdom by James K. A. Smith right now at my church's book club. Smith presents the case that humans are inherently religious creatures. But he doesn't argue this by saying "We all crave meaning" or "We all desire to know God," although those things are true. He argues that we are wired for love, and our habits reflect what we love - what we value - what we desire - most of all. A fancy word for meaningful habits is "liturgies" - the devout will recognize these in their worship services, communion with the saints, baptism, and tithing. But everyone, Smith says, practices liturgical rituals.

To make this case, Smith paints a striking portrait of the mall. Just an everyday mall one goes to to browse or shop. The ceilings are high and the windows let light in from the sky. Storefronts are plastered with religious icons that tell us, "This is the good life. This is what you can aspire to be." Enter into one such store, and an usher will greet you: "Hi, how are you today? Can I help you with anything?" Even the purchasing of goods is a liturgy, Smith argues, where the devout pay their tithes and are promised joy and purpose in a materialistic, consumeristic religion.

I can't get Smith's images out of my head.

Another member of the book club is a middle school teacher. He says his public school is a very liturgical, very religious institution - and I'm sure his isn't the only one. My Silicon Valley start-up is a liturgical institution, with our "say hi to the new guys!" and liturgies of meetings and purpose in work and created ethical vision.

America is a secular culture, but we have elected gods of our liking. Of course, one can engage in malls or work or school without bending knee to them. The Christian operates like Daniel, glorifying God first while still operating - even excelling - under the standards that are idolized where God is absent.


Interesting read. I admire

Interesting read. I admire your succinctness in sharing your ideas and experiences. (As you see, I'm not about to be succinct.)

It is so exhilarating to love your work and your comrades in arms -- to feel that together you're doing something with weight and meaning. But I definitely think your essay carries a tension between that and a wise cautiousness about it.

For instance -- How many of the millions of Americans who are supporting the moral vision of the LesbianGayBiTrans movement had an articulated philosophy on the human body and gender which led them to support it, versus how many were just swept along in affirming it in the context of some form of "us"?

Of course a big part of any "us" is shared rituals. But I have to say -- going door to door singing Christmas carols to your neighbours, wishing all and sundry "Merry Christmas", hanging stockings by the fire-place to be mysteriously filled with chocolates, wrapping books and toys in shiny paper to give to each other, feasting with your family, and reading the gospel accounts of Jesus' birth has rainbow play-dough licked. (So hopefully the uninspiring-ness of the pride liturgy will make people a little less likely to cave on God's truth.)

In truth, I really like a lot of the pageant of life that's been carved out for us. (I think in our age's focus on individual determination we sometimes don't realize how much of our lives are pre-laid out -- from the scripts for our quotidian interactions, to the broad contours of our life.) I particularly like a lot of the choreography and "lines" that our ancestors bequeathed us for weddings and holidays. We can honour God participating in much of it (much of it was built out of faith in Jesus), but we should never let such shared liturgy with any culture make us forget we're pilgrims and strangers here.

Ultimately when we come to face to face with dying alone, neither secular liturgies nor even religious liturgies or community are support enough.

On that note, I don't think you really need to tie the crows in.

Aside from an association with death, one thing the return of the crows makes me think of is how you're seeing your job now in the light of the cycle of time. A big part of liturgy is the Liturgical year, repetition, the way the sun shines into the cathedral at Epiphany, the way the daffodils come up at Lent over and over again through the years.

Caleb | Mon, 10/28/2019

And he was just wondering, for he was a severe critic of his own work, whether that last line couldn't be polished up a bit...
~P.G. Wodehouse

Thanks so much for sharing

Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts & engaging with the ideas I (perhaps clumsily) presented here. :)

Aw the Christmas traditions are so warm and fun and cozy. I didn't attend any Pride events aside from that one at work (well actually, I was stuck on a robot during said event caught, between deadlines & inexplicable biological observations, and on the verge of tears, but that's another story) - but the Pride Parade events in San Francisco were supposed to be absolutely stellar. Lots of friends attended, partied, I have no idea what it was like (other than being ridiculously crowded) but I'm sure it competes - especially for those who take offense to warm family traditions with religious overtones.

I agree, lots of traditions and lines are quite enjoyable, especially considering the participation in liturgies established by the faithful centuries ago. :)

Hmm, I like your take on the crows. Maybe they're not as odd as I originally thought . . . and I certainly take delight in them these brisk Autumn mornings.

I'm curious, where do you point people who are coming face to face with dying alone? Community, secular, religious, or otherwise, seems to be a common place for people to turn to, or want to turn to. Of course our comfort comes in Christ. I just tend to see love of Christ reflected in our communities and religious liturgies that accompany it. The community/liturgies aren't comforting by themselves, but because they're infused with the common belief "these are the sacraments." "This is how we show our honor and love and allegiance to Christ." Would you like to expand your thoughts on the subject? :)

Hannah D. | Sat, 11/09/2019

"Reason itself is a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all." - G. K. Chesterton