I’ve heard people say, (paraphrased) “work is work: if your going to give me free time then let me go home.”.

On the other side, an impromptu surprise that you get to be relieved of your responsibilities for the day and go do something fun seems like it would be beneficial for people’s mental health and creativity.

Yet, one can imagine if someone had a sick child at home, or some other concern that infinitely more important than work that it might be a bit torturous to go out and try to have fun with your coworkers when you would rather, and rightly so, want to be home attending to the more important thing.

Although I would want to be the type of leader that I person would feel comfortable just telling that they needed to go home if such a matter of importance were to arise.

If you gave a person a choice at the beginning of their job between a day off or an office field trip, most would probably just choose an extra day off.

Yet, much like buying a gift card for someone you know would never spend money on themselves perhaps it could be a more memorable and helpful experience for them to go out and have fun with no responsibilities.

Yet this may simply be an expression of the lonely ness and desire for human connection that I personally feel, due the current circumstances of semi isolation (just me and my partner) in a new and strange city.

I am not a CEO, I just graduated and I’m working to get my first job. One day I would like to lead people, and perhaps this, per my lack of knowledge, seems a bit farcical, but I wanted to gather some opinions, thanks!

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    [off topic]

    Back in the day, Mad Magazine publisher Bill Gaines loved to take his writers and artists on vacations. Because he was both extravagant and cheap he was always looking for a way to have his cake and eat it too.

    He asked his accountant if they could visit Haiti and take it as a business expense. After all, they did dozens of stories about voo-doo and zombies, so it would be educational. The accountant told him no. The only way they could go to Haiti was if it was to make a sale.

    Turns out, there was exactly one American living in Haiti who had a subscription to Mad magazine. And one morning, that fellow woke up to find the entire staff of Mad on his lawn, begging him to renew his subscription.