I have this friend…
This friend is a diligent worker. This friend shows up to work earlier and earlier every year. This friend leaves work later and later. This friend eats a very abbreviated lunch at their desk. This friend handles urgent work e-mail on the weekend (and most e-mail is urgent). This friend has lost touch with many friends and family. This friend has fallen into the trap.
This friend’s name: WAY TOO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE.
I understand, you work these hours because you have to, not because you want to. The alternative could very likely spell unemployment, Ramen, mass transit, and 1-ply toilet paper. The few extra hours at the office are worth not wiping with wax paper. On this, we agree.
Here’s where we might not agree: Read more