Admit it: You’ve got a bad case of post-holiday stress disorder. I could offer up pop-psychology tips for smoothing the transition from beach to workstation — but most of them are crap. My favorite bit of heal-yourself glibness is the advice to have a meal from the country of your holidays, as if a trudge down to the local Thai will transport a wage slave in north London back to Koh Samui faster than he can say “green chicken curry.”
The truth is that you’re probably right to hate being back in harness. It’s not just that, from here, the days get wetter and shorter, or that sacrificing the surplus value of your labor to The Man is really no fun (although that last point alone surely justifies more than one sharp kick to the office LaserJet). Those are all-important, but something more specific is going on. Our jobs are getting worse.
It used to be easy to divvy up the labor market: There were the McJobs, and the rest. The task of politicians was to keep the number of tedious, routine occupations down and to enable as many good jobs to be created as possible. Except that the reverse appears to be happening. More and more prized careers are becoming McDonaldized — more routine, less skilled and with the workers subject to greater control from above.
Take supermarkets. Jobs there could traditionally be split between the unskilled, low-paid drudgery of stacking shelves and sitting at the cash registers — and the trained butchers and fishmongers and store managers. However, when the sociologist Irena Grugulis and a team of researchers recently studied two of Britain’s largest supermarket chains, even the managers reported that they had little room to maneuver. A trained butcher said that most meats were now sliced and packaged before they arrived in store; bakers in smaller shops now just reheated frozen loaves.
In their paper, published this summer, Grugulis and her colleagues wrote that “almost every aspect of work for every kind of employee, from shopfloor worker ... to the general store manager, was set out, standardized and occasionally scripted by the experts at head office.” Or, as one senior manager put it: “Every little thing is monitored so there is no place to hide.”
All this was enabled by technology. The modern supermarket — with its electronic scanning and inventory controls and price reductions decided by a software program run out of head office — is probably more high-tech than any Web-design firm. The result is that the people in charge of typical supermarkets or other chain shops now have little to do with the selling or arrangement of goods. Nowadays they concentrate on driving their staff to meet the targets set by head office.
Their job is not so much retail-management as rowing cox.
What makes this so interesting is not just that retailers employ more than one in 10 British workers, or that supermarket bosses such as Terry Leahy or Justin King are often mimicked by executives in other businesses. It’s that management thinkers such as Tom Peters and Charles Handy have spent decades telling us that the workplace of the future is a shiny, high-tech grotto where people are free to exercise initiative and innovate. Yet the reality is that innovation is imposed on staff and where initiative is encouraged it’s within heavily circumscribed borders.



