Working Late

What dedicated souls some of us are. We come into work early, work through breaks and lunch. And we leave... late. Sometimes we take work home with us too.

Tomorrow I'm working late. Not really because I want to, but because that is the only time I can work late. So while everyone else on the floor is, well, drinking - I will be working. What dedication.

I should really point out that what I'm doing is actually pretty important and can only be done outside of normal working hours. It involves taking down all printing throughout the building, removing and re-installing applications and logging into each printer to make a small change. All going well, I should be done quite quickly as in done by about 8:30. About three hours in other words. And I'm looking forward to it as it's a wee bit of a challenge to do what I have to do in the short time available.

This has involved a lot of steps. Talking to vendors. Working with technical people. Working with project managers. A bit of data analysis. Talking to people. Teeing up "things" to happen. Crossing the i's and dotting the t's. Making sure I understand everything so I can ensure that everyone else understands. Great stuff. Tomorrow I'll probably zip around making sure everyone understands what is going on. I'll brief those who will be affected. I'll tell others what to expect while I'm away for a weeks training. That should be enough to get over any post-quake lethagy.

I have to admit. I don't have a great deal of admiration for those that work extremely long hours unless they are a) setting up a business or b) are working a job as a lifestyle. If they are slaving away just to get ahead, I believe they are setting a bad example. What are they going to do from there and if they have families, are they being sacrifaced just to allow this person to get one step ahead on the ladder?

I'll be content in the fact that work will be printing better because I worked late on a Friday. I hope they appreciate it.