I live in a world where aggressive, arrogant men swoop down from big consulting firms and hate the women who work in human resources.
They are “here to help us” while simultaneously undermining us. And some of those arrogant, aggressive men are women.
(Et tu, Betty?)
I spend an inordinate amount of time defending the modern HR professionals against those weird assaults, but look at the snapshot from recent headlines.
- We complain about fonts.
- We whine about applicants with petty and irrelevant criminal histories.
- We prefer tall men.
- We are biased against older workers.
- We don’t fight for our workers who struggle to gain access to the healthcare that is legally theirs.
- We seem to ignore disproportionate representation on boards.
- We say we want skills, but we still make people get degrees they don’t need.
- We don’t pay people what they deserve.
- We aren’t advocates for the next generation of workers.
HR sucks, man.
Maybe the aforementioned “we” isn’t some chick sitting in human resources in Kentucky or Indiana or Nevada; however, we are guilty by association. The very people who have power and could fix the problems are trying to replicate a google-analytics version of HR and missing the bigger picture.
If you want people to love HR—or at least respect the work you’re doing—pick one of those items on the list above and make it your mission in life to fix it. Or, hey, have a brave conversation about it. Read a news article. Maybe leave a comment on a blog. Let your voice be heard.
But don’t, for one second, tell me that a font on a resume matters. A font doesn’t matter. A person matters. Not the goddamn font. No way. Never.