My Venezuelan husband would say “ I hate how in America they always ask you ‘What do you do?’” In Latin America they ask “ qué me cuentas?” - “what can you tell me?”
Actual real hunter gatherers spend a lot of time doing nothing. Just sitting, conserving energy, maybe working on some crafting. Telling stories. They're not out there continually running down antelopes so they can say they've run down more antelopes than Pete in accounting this year. And most of us don't even have to run down antelopes because Ronald McDonald does it for us. Our crafting should be legendary.
Here in Australia we have “right to disconnect” legislation being considered by the government. It will protect workers who chose to ignore the queen bee after working hours. That this legislation is needed, and that the various business lobby groups are trying to get it shut down, says everything you need to know about employer-employee relationships! Rise up comrades…
Is it me or is Bill an epic dick? He also seems pretty dumb at not understanding a simple word. Who made him boss?
In any case, here in Sweden I have learnt to not look at my emails past 17:00 (even when the children are asleep) and people look at you like you are retarded if you claim proudly that you work on the weekends.
so what did boss do when you said no, you don't have a sec? did his monocle pop?
I worked at a tech startup for almost 3 years a few years ago and I worked remote. I was "on call" 24/7. I did get some dead time here and there: a morning off, or most of a day here and there, but I regularly worked all nighters and every weekend. In year 2.25, I decided fuck you, I'm taking a weekend off. They called me all weekend and I just didn't pick up. On Monday the little twerp who was my boss because he started at the startup before I did tried to dress me down for not being available. I told him I've been "available" every weekend for over two years and this one I wasn't. Are you seriously going to make a thing out of this? He STFU fast. And what a clownshow the entire company was: poor planning, bad/no design, young coders who had no experience managing a team running teams of 20 while those of us with decades of experience running teams watched them continually fuck up. The place was a total disaster and I only stayed on as long as I did because I got to work remote all the time.
I love working from home, hate offices and fluorescent lights like the devil, but I'll never let a job make my hours for me again.
I’ve been thinking in a similar vein. I’m still finding my career, so I’ve been trying to figure what's most important to me. And frankly, the answer is pretty obvious. Family is important, friends are important, charity is important, having fun is important. The point is to make life good. The rest is either necessity or detail.
But the thing is, making life good takes diligence. And in some ways, I think it’s more challenging than professional work. So I think sometimes, maybe, we opt for work because it’s actually easier than living life, and/or because it’s a ready-made excuse for failing to live well.
I worked for the Army when they went to the class rewards. If you worked hard, got a bonus, it was shared with everyone else in your pod. They also.used the Beehive analogy. I raised my hand and said "You DO know you're using a classic example of socialism, don't you? And by the by, if I work my butt off and get a bonus, I want it all, I don't want to share it with people not pulling their weight.". I almost caused a mini revolt. Quite exciting! 😎. They told me I could go back to my office, I didn't need to stay for the rest of the presentation. Bonus.
I want to send this to everyone I come into contact with at work. I also work for an agency (from home), and the workday doesn’t end. Clients email all night. It’s incredible how people never turn it off, as if they’re on the verge of curing cancer when they’re just marketing some product or other. It’s like mass psychosis. Last night (Friday), I got an email, a phone call, and a text within 15 minutes from the same person. I ignored them all.
Sigh…it begins in grade school with homework and feels like a ball and chain. As a retired person, now, my full-time job is to stay alive and enjoy life! But, damn productivity.
"As troubling as AI is, I’m less concerned about technology turning machines into people than I am about technology turning people into machines."
I work as a freelance translator. My colleagues and I sometimes receive e-mail enquiries from potential clients that start with "Dear resource ..."; we're already living the (dystopian) dream.
My Venezuelan husband would say “ I hate how in America they always ask you ‘What do you do?’” In Latin America they ask “ qué me cuentas?” - “what can you tell me?”
Actual real hunter gatherers spend a lot of time doing nothing. Just sitting, conserving energy, maybe working on some crafting. Telling stories. They're not out there continually running down antelopes so they can say they've run down more antelopes than Pete in accounting this year. And most of us don't even have to run down antelopes because Ronald McDonald does it for us. Our crafting should be legendary.
Here in Australia we have “right to disconnect” legislation being considered by the government. It will protect workers who chose to ignore the queen bee after working hours. That this legislation is needed, and that the various business lobby groups are trying to get it shut down, says everything you need to know about employer-employee relationships! Rise up comrades…
We’re not working from home, we’re worked from home.
I think we could link it to the discussion about the lost of the third place. Now we’re losing the first and second also.
P.S. Worker bees are all females.
𝙼𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗 : 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜 .
I have a friend who was recently fired. Her boss said to her, “If you’re not going to come in on Saturday, don’t bother coming in on Sunday.”
Is it me or is Bill an epic dick? He also seems pretty dumb at not understanding a simple word. Who made him boss?
In any case, here in Sweden I have learnt to not look at my emails past 17:00 (even when the children are asleep) and people look at you like you are retarded if you claim proudly that you work on the weekends.
It’s not paradise, but it’s home.
so what did boss do when you said no, you don't have a sec? did his monocle pop?
I worked at a tech startup for almost 3 years a few years ago and I worked remote. I was "on call" 24/7. I did get some dead time here and there: a morning off, or most of a day here and there, but I regularly worked all nighters and every weekend. In year 2.25, I decided fuck you, I'm taking a weekend off. They called me all weekend and I just didn't pick up. On Monday the little twerp who was my boss because he started at the startup before I did tried to dress me down for not being available. I told him I've been "available" every weekend for over two years and this one I wasn't. Are you seriously going to make a thing out of this? He STFU fast. And what a clownshow the entire company was: poor planning, bad/no design, young coders who had no experience managing a team running teams of 20 while those of us with decades of experience running teams watched them continually fuck up. The place was a total disaster and I only stayed on as long as I did because I got to work remote all the time.
I love working from home, hate offices and fluorescent lights like the devil, but I'll never let a job make my hours for me again.
I’ve been thinking in a similar vein. I’m still finding my career, so I’ve been trying to figure what's most important to me. And frankly, the answer is pretty obvious. Family is important, friends are important, charity is important, having fun is important. The point is to make life good. The rest is either necessity or detail.
But the thing is, making life good takes diligence. And in some ways, I think it’s more challenging than professional work. So I think sometimes, maybe, we opt for work because it’s actually easier than living life, and/or because it’s a ready-made excuse for failing to live well.
My Danish daughter says to me:
Europeans work to live.
Americans live to work.
I worked for the Army when they went to the class rewards. If you worked hard, got a bonus, it was shared with everyone else in your pod. They also.used the Beehive analogy. I raised my hand and said "You DO know you're using a classic example of socialism, don't you? And by the by, if I work my butt off and get a bonus, I want it all, I don't want to share it with people not pulling their weight.". I almost caused a mini revolt. Quite exciting! 😎. They told me I could go back to my office, I didn't need to stay for the rest of the presentation. Bonus.
A-fucking-men!
I want to send this to everyone I come into contact with at work. I also work for an agency (from home), and the workday doesn’t end. Clients email all night. It’s incredible how people never turn it off, as if they’re on the verge of curing cancer when they’re just marketing some product or other. It’s like mass psychosis. Last night (Friday), I got an email, a phone call, and a text within 15 minutes from the same person. I ignored them all.
Sigh…it begins in grade school with homework and feels like a ball and chain. As a retired person, now, my full-time job is to stay alive and enjoy life! But, damn productivity.
"As troubling as AI is, I’m less concerned about technology turning machines into people than I am about technology turning people into machines."
I work as a freelance translator. My colleagues and I sometimes receive e-mail enquiries from potential clients that start with "Dear resource ..."; we're already living the (dystopian) dream.