I can’t imagine how boring it would be for a child if I brought him/her to work with me. It’d be all sorts of awful.
Then his manager bought me lunch at Red Lobster and I went home early. It was pretty bad and I cared about that stuff.
A few years before that, my dad took me on a call in town (he was doing field service for DEC at the time; he’s still doing field service, but DEC is long gone). Again, this was stuff I was actively interested in. But again, it was painfully boring. I certainly never made the mistake of going on another call with him.
I suppose all of this is to say: the office is crawling with kids today. And I feel pretty sorry for all of them.