The day I almost jumped off a sailboat to escape a team building event. Literally.
Years ago, at a corporate job, leadership announced our next team building activity. We were going sailing. Everyone else seemed thrilled. I have a healthy respect for open water, which is a polite way of saying it terrifies me, and nobody had asked.
So there I was, gripping the side of a sailboat as it heeled over, doing quiet math on the distance back to the dock. My coworkers were bonding. I was mentally drafting my goodbyes. At one point I genuinely considered whether jumping overboard might be the less scary option. That is not an exaggeration for effect. I wanted off that boat so badly that swimming for it felt reasonable.
Maybe your version wasn't a sailboat. Maybe it was the ropes course when heights aren't your thing, the happy hour when you don't drink, the karaoke night when being on stage is your nightmare, or the icebreaker that asked you to get vulnerable with people you met twenty minutes ago. If you have ever burned a personal day to dodge a team event, I understand completely. I would have traded a week of vacation to skip that boat.









