Anyone who works in a women's team knows how “sweetly” the working day begins there. "Hi all! Irochka, how did you go to the cinema yesterday? Liked? Yulchik, do we still have coffee left? Did you see some guy came to see the boss yesterday? Jackdaw says that this is the new co-founder of our company…” Well, and so on, you can continue as much as you like.

Women's team

However, behind all this sugary play on words lies a hidden subtext.
Just now, two employees stood and smiled at each other, and dispersed, and each is discussing the other with a new interlocutor. Women's teams have their own characteristics. If only one or two men work there, as a rule, they either enjoy female attention, or the ladies embarrass them so much with their caustic flirting that male colleagues are forced to sit and sit in a corner quietly, as if there is nothing in the room except furniture. And if only one lady took possession of the location of a single man - that's it, she will not be spared from the rest.

Hazing in a feminine way

If the ladies are of different ages, then, as a rule, the old-timers communicate with each other, the young have their own company. And now between these two "clans" a serious cold war flares up. The first, at any opportunity, strive to point a finger at all the mistakes of inexperienced workers, once again show the management their value in this place.

From time to time it happens that employees choose a “victim” for themselves, and do not miss any chance to teach her, laugh at her, in general, it turns out to be a sort of “whipping girl”. It is clear that when a person is casually told every day: “That's what you are doing? Did they tell you how to do it? and everything in this spirit, willy-nilly, such an employee begins to feel like an outcast. The work becomes unbearable. In the end, she has to quit.

office queen

The women's team , sometimes reminds, is not only a "coven of witches" (led by the boss ), but also an unspoken beauty contest. In which everyone thinks that she is a winner. And if someone tries to outdo it, you must definitely wipe your nose. That is, buy a “rag” more expensive, make a cooler manicure, add war paint and a couple of tales, like “Do you know who called me yesterday? N.I. invited me to a restaurant.” Maybe no one really called, and the personal rating has already skyrocketed in all the office gossip.

These are the wicked women. The women's team is a kind of survival school. No, of course, there are exceptions, but it definitely cannot do without gossip. And if you do not want to be like everyone else, then do not participate in behind-the-scenes intrigues.