After graduating high school I got a job working for an online travel agent. It was your typical call center job with lots of sitting, tea-drinking, sounding polite, and apologizing on behalf of the company.
We’d take calls from customers who were having trouble with the website, and sometimes they’d book with us over the phone. Managers would consider this a sale, and if we got enough of them we’d get a pat on the back.
Then one day it got interesting. The CEO announced that the employee with the most sales at the end of the month would win…
When you take a working dog, say a border collie, and place it into a life of luxurious leisure, you get a very neurotic canine. A life of cuddles on the couch, cozy shelter from harsh weather, and guaranteed meal times doesn’t lead to the mental stability you might expect. Instead, you get a restless, anxious, and apathetic dog whose genetically-ingrained desire is never fulfilled — the desire to work.
Humans are much like domesticated animals. Only we’ve domesticated ourselves. Divorced from the harsh outdoors, we’ve convinced ourselves that round-the-clock comfort is what we need, and it’s our human right…
Working in psychiatry, I’ll sometimes visit a patient’s home if we have concerns about them. Walking in the front door I immediately get a sense of their mental state. Primarily, I assess for clutter.
If their house is tidy, I’ll have less concern about their ability to function. Tidying requires motivation, discipline, and careful decision-making of where items should go. If the house is a cluttered mess, it prompts further investigation.
Our mental state can affect how we manage our environment. When work or social commitments fill every waking minute, our living space may turn into a chaotic mess that…
In 1947, a Canadian neuroscience researcher named Donald Hebb made a discovery that may explain why COVID-19 restrictions are so unbearable. Hebb performed many of his studies on lab rats housed in small, solitary cages. Being a caring father, he’d bring some of the rats home for his kids to play with. These lucky rats not only got to have fun, but when Hebb was later testing them in the lab, he found they learned faster and scored higher in cognitive tests than the cage-restricted rats.
On my recent birthday, only four of my 711 Facebook “friends” wrote on my wall. It was tempting to assume that people scrolling their news feeds saw it was my birthday and thought “Nah, not interested.”
My rational brain, however, knew it wasn’t my friends who lacked basic decency, but the algorithms that ran their online social behavior. Being an occasional user of Facebook, the algorithm doesn’t freely grant me visibility to others — part-timers like me have to work for it. So I played ball and posted a photo of me enjoying my birthday. My motivations for doing this…
For most of my life I have alternated between an admired version of myself, and a version I would rather disown. I was never sure which one I truly was. In times of accomplishment, I was exactly who I wanted to be, yet in times of stagnation, I wished I could be someone else.
The cycles were always the same. They began with dissatisfaction with who I was and a rejection of the parts of myself I disliked. Then I invested my inner resources in personal development. As I moved closer to the admired self, I felt I had…
My life used to be a never-ending battle against the clock — one I would always lose. Every evening, I’d look up to find that clock face glaring back at me as I bowed my head in defeat.
The pressure of time pervades our lives on every level, but it serves a clear purpose: It gets us to work on time, motivates us to break personal records in the gym, and stops our cooking from turning into a charred mess. Deadlines can also improve productivity by increasing motivation to complete a task.
When I was 10 years old and first introduced to the miracle of the World Wide Web, chat rooms were by far my favorite thing. Talking to random people from all over the world about anything you want — what more could a bored kid ask for?
I’d spend hours in these chat rooms, asking my new friends how old they were, what they had for breakfast, and how much pocket money their parents gave them. I shared this experience with a friend who didn’t own a computer and had never used the internet.
He asked if he could have…
Something isn’t right.
They no longer acknowledge the presence of one another.
Solitary or in couples, they scatter themselves in an oddly equidistant manner across the sand. They wander without purpose. When the path of one comes close to another, an invisible field leads them to alter their course, like two opposing magnets. It creates a cold, bleak vibe that contrasts ironically with the hot, sunny beach.
A virus has come to threaten humanity, the only defense we have — social isolation. Hardly the set-up for an Oscar-winning motion picture — a thrilling intro followed by the main character binge-watching Netflix and raiding the fridge until, in a dramatic plot twist, they fall asleep on the couch. Yet this is the reality we all face.
Many are already experiencing the negative emotional effects of social isolation, with the extroverts having a particularly tough time, and the introverts, well, just like any other day for them.
But beneath the perpetual panic and uncertainty of when this will all…