–>admires the effect of Buckner’s aerobic output<–
Ahem.
Running in the workplace here’bouts is reserved for balls-out prevention of global holocaust. An outright jog implies a serious emergency, with implications of things going straight to hell in a handbasket despite prudent plans to the contrary.
Brisk hustling is sometimes allowable, though often suspect.
The default gait is a rapid but controlled forward motion.
No.
And in my former job, (emergency services) No. If you saw us running, we were running away. Interested parties were invited to join in and pass if possible.
I worked one summer in an IBM plant. At the time (maybe still) IBM had a strict policy against running, it was forbidden except in dire emergencies (like fire). This was clearly spelled out even to us summer hires.
There was one Japanese guy, though, who used to run everywhere. It was explained to us that he was actually an employee of IBM Japan, which didn’t have a policy against running, and so he was allowed to run if he wanted to. :dubious:
At my current job, no running except
There is one woman were I work who does everything at a very brisk walk, clicking along in heels. I have also seen her break into a near run once or twice. I normally don’t have to hurry but I can walk pretty fast when I want to and at times I have walked down the hall in front of her just fast enough that she can’t pass me. I swear it is a competitive thing with her that she feels she has to walk faster than everyone else to show how much more important her work is.
The same people, it should be noted, that refuse to hold an elevator for two seconds so that anyone else can get into it.
At a company I used to work for, certain folks would run down the corridor full speed when paged by a demanding VP, only to slow to a walk before rounding the corner where they would come into her view.
Since the large, open-plan office had a false floor for all the computer wiring,
the run would shake all of us on the perimeter as the dashing underling would fly by.
At the hospital, interns will often run to codes, at least until the resident tells them to stop doing that. My teaching is that a successful code starts when you walk in the room–you stroll in, put on a pair of gloves, and announce your name in a way that says, “I’m here, I’m in charge, it’s all good.” Coming in all out of breath sets the wrong tone, and it’s not worth the 30 seconds you might save.
Free donuts, on the other hand, we run for.
It’s difficult to run when your knees are jerking so hard.
When I was a clerk at an office supply store I once ran after a shoplifter. As a chemist, it’s very dangerous to run in the lab. Of course when I was a lifeguard we could run, as long as it was in slow motion. 
Huh, it almost sounds like you work in MY office. I walk really fast (and at my old job would occasionally run) because I think getting from place to place is kinda boring. I wanna be there now. I generally don’t run now because I work in an office and wear heels. Plus I keep almost colliding with people who aren’t paying attention (or who don’t see me; I’m too short to stick out much above the cubicle walls). Anyway, I’m not hurrying bcause I’m afraid of the boss or anything, I’m just bored…
oh yeah, there is running. many things can cause running.
items needed in a conf. room after the meeting started.
from computer to computer to print out stuff for someone on the way to the airport/cab/car/subway etc.
trying to beat the fed ex pickup.
trying to catch the fed ex person before the elevator arrives.
trying to get to the fed ex drop off before it closes.
free food.
there have been some very close near misses and some really humourous crashes.
one time 2 people crashed around a corner, both managed to keep on their feet. the woman was about 4’10" and the guy about 5’8." he ended up with a bright magenta lip mark in a interesting place on his light grey and white sweater. after much blotting we got the mark down to dull roar. the stain never went away completely. the crash happened at 9:30 in the morning and he had to walk around with it until lunch when he was able to get to a store.
then there was the pant ripping incident…
Well, I do admit to breaking out in a trot occassionally, but that’s my boss’s fault.
Boss lady is at the other end of the hall from my office. Instead of picking up the phone and requesting my presence, she has the annoying habit of bellowing, “Hey! JayElle! Hey! JayElle! Come here, JayElle!” over and over and over. I trot into her office just to make the yelling stop. I consider it a service to my co-workers.
Not quite the office, but when I worked at oil refineries back in the '70s, you could get fired for running. Unless the plant was about to blow up.
Running was not allowed, as it would scare people.
For an anecdote, I was working at a chemical plant in Houston back then, unloading stuff under a unit where a lot of welding was going on. My work partner and I notice all the hands climbing down and figure we didn’t hear the lunch whistle.
When the first dude hit the ground and yelled “Fire up yonder” then started running toward the pasture we said “Oh shit” and took off.
Fortunately, the firewatcher put out the fire and the plant didn’t blow up.