what a way to make a living
I just spent my whole evening on my laptop working.
What's that all about?
I don't mind leaving the office late - I'm usually there until about 7pm every night - but I absolutely loathe taking work home. They have enough of my life already without me spending my spare time working too. Besides, even though I work around 50 hours a week, I only actually get paid for 37 of them.
Man, I'm stupid.
I hate having early nights too (which is part of the reason I'm sat here at a little after midnight writing this). C. works late too, and by the time I've taken some exercise, most nights it's gone 9pm before we have our dinner, and often it's nearly 10pm by the time we have finished. I always feel like if I have an early night, I will have absolutely no time to myself to unwind.
So I sit up. C. goes to bed, but I stay up a while longer. The result? I get more and more tired, and then spend most of the weekend asleep.
But today I got home and I had to work. I had to spend all evening in front of my laptop working when I was really hoping that I'd be able to spend all evening on my laptop surfing the internet and stuff.
I'm quite the catch, huh?
What's that all about?
I don't mind leaving the office late - I'm usually there until about 7pm every night - but I absolutely loathe taking work home. They have enough of my life already without me spending my spare time working too. Besides, even though I work around 50 hours a week, I only actually get paid for 37 of them.
Man, I'm stupid.
I hate having early nights too (which is part of the reason I'm sat here at a little after midnight writing this). C. works late too, and by the time I've taken some exercise, most nights it's gone 9pm before we have our dinner, and often it's nearly 10pm by the time we have finished. I always feel like if I have an early night, I will have absolutely no time to myself to unwind.
So I sit up. C. goes to bed, but I stay up a while longer. The result? I get more and more tired, and then spend most of the weekend asleep.
But today I got home and I had to work. I had to spend all evening in front of my laptop working when I was really hoping that I'd be able to spend all evening on my laptop surfing the internet and stuff.
I'm quite the catch, huh?
posted by swisslet @ 00:01
13 Comments:
At 1:38 am,
Mark said…
... i know that feeling.
At 8:24 am,
bytheseashore said…
I don't know who first wrote the phrase 'n hours a week, subject to the requirements of the business' into an employment contract but I'm pretty sure the CBI have built a gold statue of him. Hope your situation improves.
At 8:54 am,
LB said…
I didn't leave my office yesterday until 9.45pm having been in since 7.55am. No consolation of course.
Work is proper bobbins. Fact.
At 9:34 am,
Anonymous said…
Well, you did e-mail us good folk at angryseahorse.com a bit. But yeah, don't take your work home; bad Swisstoni!
At 10:07 am,
swisslet said…
to be fair Lord B, you did have a short break between 17:30 and 19:00 when you played football with me.... but yeah.... proper bobbins.
and phil.... fussy customer!
ST
At 10:10 am,
Sarah said…
.. I remember that feeling.
(sorry - had to say that, didn't I? It's a slippery slope - you'll be needing a year off before you know it...)
At 10:18 am,
Flash said…
I've got the week off, just dossing about the flat.
It's very nice.
At 2:10 pm,
Alecya G said…
Oh, dear. I agree with Sarah, you should take it easy. There's no sense in working yourself to death.
I hope, at least, your little football break was refreshing.
And I'd like to know what's wrong spending you spare time on the internet, huh? ;)
At 5:03 pm,
Jenni said…
And there in lies the benefit of an hourly position...less money overall usually, but you do get paid for the hours you actually work (and sometimes for the hours you are at the office and are standing around chatting).
At 6:15 pm,
Stef said…
I either work from home which means I can usually squeeze some dossing in but also means that there's little or no separation between home and work.
If I'm not working from home I have to be up at 4:45 to get from Bristol to London for 8:30. Proper bobbins.
At 7:17 pm,
Aravis said…
Which cracks me up because "bobbins" is something you wind thread around in a sewing machine, and that's what I keep thinking of every time someone uses the word here. *G*
My last job I often didn't get out of work until 12 or 1 am after having worked 7am-11pm, and having to be back in for 7am the next day. Thankfully, I worked all of my so-called 40 hours between Friday-Sunday, so I had Monday-Thursday off each week. It usually took a day or two to catch up on sleep! I'll be looking for something with saner hours when I'm through with school...
At 7:56 pm,
-L said…
I hate that feeling too, ST. Then there is the caffeine problem. If I don't have any, I turn into an unenergetic slug. If I have caffeine too late, however, I'm up to all hours and then the vicious cycle gets even worse the next day...
Ay, ay, ay.
At 8:12 pm,
Crucifer said…
I never take home any work.
Well, to be truthful, I'm not able to take any home any work because that would probably be considered theft. It suits me just fine to have a 9.30-5.30 working day.
Except I probably also get paid much less.
Still thats the deal, I'm sure. Money vs happiness.
P.S. Sorry I haven't been around more. I've been indulging myself.
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