Posts By: Robin Schooling

The Little Girl’s Room

Not that long ago I attended a social function with a mix of friends, acquaintances and professional colleagues. Not so formal an event that it required cocktail attire, it was also not something as loose-hipped and free-flowing as a tailgate party. At one stage as I was exiting a conversational grouping I felt the need,…read more

Gloria, Sinead and Miley Walked into a Bar…

And so it continues. Miley Cyrus, who has become everyone’s favorite person to trash on the internet over the last several months, popped up this past weekend on Saturday Night Live where she did her schtick (it has become a schtick, btw) of rolling her tongue around on the side of her mouth while flashing some sort of pop star gang sign with her long lacquered fingernails.

I still don’t get it although, to be fair, I think she does. It appears she’s moved into self-deprecating territory and, thankfully I guess, has quickly become a parody of herself.

One bit of good has arisen from all the Miley chatter though in that it has served as yet another catalyst for cultural discussions on feminism, women and the patriarchal culture in which we still live.

For Women Only. Really?

I got a tad worked up recently when I received some information about a local event that is being advertised as a “Job Fair for Women.”  The employers participating are primarily in the retail and hospitality industry although there are other industries represented.  The communication included the line “If you know any women seeking employment…read more

Does it HAVE to be Us vs. Them?

I was poking around on an HR message board the other day and happened upon a discussion regarding a recently promoted manager who is ‘struggling’ in her new role. It appears this new manager continues to experience difficulties after moving from being a peer to being the leader of her work group. A fairly common scenario.

In her explanation the HR lady posting about the situation stated: “…we believe she needs to ‘come over to our side.’”

Louisiana SHRM: When Culture … meets Culture!

Here in Louisiana we’re mighty proud of our unique and fascinating culture. When designing the overall program content for the 2013 Louisiana SHRM State Conference which will be held on April 8/9 in Baton Rouge, it seemed like a natural fit to explore another type of culture – organizational culture.

{Women of HR Unwrapped} I am Woman. See Me Work

We are unwrapping some posts from the Women of HR archives for you this holiday season. Relax, enjoy and let us know if there is a favorite of yours you’d like to see unwrapped and run again.

What did YOU do this Weekend?

Perhaps it’s a cliché because it’s true when we admonish people to “take time to smell the roses.” Why must we feel the need to be doing-something-every-minute? After a busy, hectic and structured work week filled with meetings, appointments, phone calls and tasks, isn’t it just enough to stop, relax and not feel the need to DO?

In our quest to appear busy and engaged and active and plugged-in we seem to have collectively embraced the viewpoint that just being in one place (i.e. HOME) for a span of time longer than it takes us to sleep and bathe is now seen as some sign of societal disengagement.

Men Should Look Nice. Women Should Look Pretty.

There are very few managers or HR professionals who haven’t participated in a dress code conversation.

Sadly, in many organizations, when faced with conundrums such as: “How do I tell Sally she needs to wear a bra?” (answer: “Hey Sally, you need to wear a bra.”) or “What are we going to do so that Bob irons his shirts? (answer: “Hey Bob, iron your shirts.”), the easy lazy answer has always been “Let’s write a dress code policy!”

I am Woman, See Me Work

Several weeks ago I sat next to a very nice older couple on a plane. I estimated their ages at as close to 80 which means they were probably born at some time in the 1930s and came of age in the 1950s. As I reviewed some work I had brought with me, this prompted the Mrs. to open up a fresh line of chit chat with me, as she, with a wide-eyed look on her face inquired,

“Do you work outside the home?”

I have to admit…I don’t think I’ve ever been asked that question in my life.