Wednesday, August 31, 2005
` Wednesday, August 31, 2005
If I were to continue on this 10-hour work stint any longer than a week, I think I may just as well end up moonlighting as one of the cast of The Land of the Dead.
It probably has something to do with an extended exposure to the western work culture, when I was on assignment with some colleagues from London, a couple of months back. In Bangalore, one of them expressed utter disbelief when I told her that working past 6pm is de rigeur in most parts of Asia. To them, it is a violation of their working rights (with union-uprising potential) and a deprivation of their personal time. It took awhile before we compromised on the out-of-office hours, but we both came to understand (but not necessarily accept) the disparity in office practices. Point to ponder: if given a choice between exorbitant income taxes and a better quality of life, versus lower taxes but longer working hours, how does one decide, if there is an opportunity to be globally mobile? I can only say that being an adult is real hard work.
One newspaper article highlighted a survey performed on the actual number of hours most people could effectively work in a day. No surprises to find out that on top of emailing friends, web-surfing and catching up on the latest rumour mill with an equally slacker colleague, most of us are really earning our keep for 20% of a working day. Either the employers have been selectively oblivious to the productivity levels, or they themselves are having a field day doing exactly what is supposedly detrimental to revenue generation.
It's pretty evident that I had (till now) almost always had it easy when it came to not working unearthly hours. Meanwhile, the zombification process has just begun.