I think this speaks to the heart of the problem, but perhaps in a different way than I’m thinking. For all the talk of thinking out of the box, getting out of your comfort zones, doing something disruptive, this falls flat in the social realm. It’s so easy and familiar for the 30-something white guy to saunter out the door, calling for his bros to go grab a brewski. Disruptive is when the same person looks over his shoulder and has to figure out how to relate to the 40-something non-drinking developer, the 50-something soon-to-be-grandmother engineer, the 20-something in the wheelchair who can’t just run down to the non-accessible bar down the street. (Despite to the other, entering Bro Town feeling like entering a strange land, every day.) The comfort (laziness?) of homogeneity means the workplace is seen as an extension of social instead of an extension of work.