How Liz Lemon inspired me to quit my job
I hated working at an uptight firm. Then "30 Rock" reminded me of the person I wanted to be
Topics: Saved By Pop Culture, 30 Rock, Life stories, Television, Entertainment News
I opened my desk drawer and sneakily pulled out a potato chip, sensing that my hero Liz Lemon would have been proud. I had reached an epiphany. If Liz Lemon could eat cheese, constantly fulfill her sandwich obsession, boss around a group of man-children, and run a show, I sure as hell could eat a chip in the middle of the afternoon. In fact, I didn’t have to eat an apple every day at noon because it was “healthy” and good for the image of the company. I didn’t have to button every button or wear navy blue blazers every day. I could be surreal and strange like Liz Lemon and Tracy Jordan.
It was 2008 and I had accepted a job at a top accountancy firm straight out of grad school. I didn’t take the job in anticipation of sports related team building exercises or club nights with kids five years my junior (they graduate young in England). I just wanted the work permit. I wanted to lose myself in a musical chorus of British accents and have a reason to say things like “loo” and “may I have some spotted dick.” I wanted to drink beer at lunchtime without breaking any rules because it was part of the culture, and I wanted to be cultured. I thought I would go to work, complete my projects, high five my colleagues, go out for a beer, then go home to my partner and have a good giggle about my day.
What I did not expect was that I would be told how to dress, how to sit, how to shake hands, how to eat, and how to socialize. Basically, I was told to become someone else, someone stripped of authenticity, stripped of humor. There were no high fives at the end of the day and my partner was lucky to see me crack a smile when I walked through the front door. In fact, I became increasingly miserable, throwing myself on the couch and watching episodes of a program called “Extraordinary People” which detailed the lives of people with two heads, people with five arms, people without facial features — and I would think “they smile more than I do.”
The firm instructed us to button our shirts all the way to the very top, which was hell in the summer. We had to eat fruit at lunch to maintain a healthy image; we were pressured to spend free time with co-workers and to do stuff on the weekends like run marathons and climb hills in Wales. Walking up the steps of my flat was enough of an exercise for me.
J.L. Sirisuk is a US/UK based writer, educated in New York, Oxford, and Manchester. Sirisuk is a contributing writer on NPR's Berlin Stories radio series and is currently writing a novel of dark humor entitled "The Laughing Kind." More J.L. Sirisuk.




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