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So you’ve got (no) Work?!

I recently got to know that France has 35 hour working week!! But it seems that they are now reforming its 35-hour working week in a move that could sound the death knell of two-hour lunches and early departures for weekend breaks.

And what do We (I) have it here?? 45 hours a week.
*slow claps* that’s insane!
 And when I say it’s a 9 hour thing each day, do not jump to conclusions that people don’t leave their seats, that their lunch is served at the table, that they don’t use their mobiles, that they don’t have time to check mails let alone chat but it is quite the opposite rather, by my ballpark at least.

The below mentioned routine holds true these days.

You reach your workplace, half panting and sweating, and finding that corner of yours where you are supposed to spend your entire day, you pull out the chair, unzip your bag and gulp the water while trying to adjust the chair by dragging it directly under the vent to feel the AC working right over your head. After the morning hello’s, as is the social tedium and inquiring about the fellow humans you go back to your seat, switch on the PC and stare blankly at your computer screen, while it makes few funny noises as it takes time to start! The atmosphere lingers with the feeling of one of the more intense philosophical episodes of Dexters Laboratory (Why was she called a certain Dee Dee? Like Dee Dee as in elder sister or was Dee Dee her name?! And what does it mean to be a free person?) xD

“What’s different today?!” you scream at Microsoft Office’s office assistant.
It’s definitely a boring day; you’ve had plenty of those.
Hmm.. How come you haven’t received any emails yet?
You login to check your mails after every half an hour.
You have filled your time-sheet for the day.
There aren’t any competencies/courses that you need to undertake.
There aren’t any new announcements in your portal.
And no meeting invitations either.
And why is everybody *away from computer* in Sametime?!
And you’ve already read the e-newspaper, updated yourself of the things which you do not even care about!
And you have already been to the bathroom.
And you’ve filled your bottle again.
You’ve even been to the cafeteria. Been to the library.
The lift did stop at each floor (so technically, you’ve been to every floor too)
“Tell me you bastard!” you leap to your feet and scream, shaking the computer screen.

If all of the above is true, congratulations, this could only mean that you have free time at work. Or you have no work at all. Or the company people forgot to include your name in the work when it was being assigned. Or you are so pre- punctual that you’ve finished it before time! :P

Stop complaining. You’re only human, and this, definitely is the problem. Look at me! I’ve had the courage to accept my routine.
Hope I’m not burdened with work from the next week :D
Have a Happy weekend!

                       


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