At the end of the day yesterday, was announcement that starting this coming Monday, we will be expected to work a minimum of 45 hours a week but it is desired that we put in a max of 55 hour per week (the max now is 50). Further to accommodate this, the start and closing time will be changed to 7:30 to 7:30.
Doing the math on the train back last night, that means and nice extra weekly infusion of $$ each week, but wonder if I can mentally & physically do it. About 45 minutes before the office closed for the day yesterday, I was going to re-enter the “work suite” and found myself tugging in vain to open the door and getting frustrated. Then it dawned on me I needed to swipe the security card first….that’s how exhausted I was. Plus right now I get back home around 8 pm with a bit of time to talk etc. The new schedule, if I put in the new max, would have me getting home at 9 pm and then collapse into bed.
Reason for the hours? There’s a deadline looming sometime early next year.
On another note, there s a loose group of late 20ish Japanese woman here who I can barely get a good morning or hi out of. Not looking for ‘Hey, let’s have a drink after work and then see what happens’, just some civility and casual conversation to break the tedium.
Well, the other day one was talking to a guy who came on board about 3 weeks ago and as the conversation progressed she asked him, “you’re not married, right?’ and the ‘Ah ha!’ light bulb came on.
Guess the hormonal-driven mating urge overrides civility.
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