Getting out of the Office
May 23rd 2010 21:00
Photo by Scott Granneman. Used in accordance with the terms of Wikimedia Commons’ Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic license at http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/deed.en.
The beauty of my job is that overtime is seldom required and, if so, it’s only an hour a day – not something excessive. This wasn’t always the case; several months ago we had to do parallel testing as we were going to switch off one system and convert to a more efficient one. Before we could do this though, we had to work on both systems to ensure they were both producing the same results. In effect, our workload doubled and everyone was tired from the excessive overtime. The only thing that kept me going was knowing there was light at the end of the tunnel.
That said, recently a big deadline came up and I decided to do an hours or so overtime each day so I could deliver on time. By Friday late afternoon, my brain had turned to mush. Almost everyone had gone home and I was about to do the same thing when one of the managers from another team started to tease me: “Why are you still here? Don’t you have a home to go to?”
His joke made me laugh.
Just then, my cat loving colleague walked past. “Or a cat to feed,” he added. Hint, hint.
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