I would take that awesome advice…
…if I was on a compressed hours working pattern, and I would absolutely be turning the lights on and locking the doors in the first half of the week, and fucking off early on Thursday. No dramas whatsoever. My 37 and a half hours will boxed off as early as sensibly possible.
Pulling a sixty hour week and getting paid for 37/40/42 though? Yeah nah fuck that.
Yeah, it works both ways at the end of the day.
I know fine well when I need to take some holiday days - I work with a team of fantastic guys and girls in a very bureaucratic environment, so any deviation from the norm in certain projects come with a raft of paperwork (an unnecessary volume in some cases), before the issue can really be put to bed.
Everyone makes fuckups. I’ve made fuckups and caused by line manager paperwork when I was at the coalface, and I’ll continue to make fuckups and learn from them in the future. I know my spuds will drop a bollock every now and then, and that’s cool.
There are times when someone has made a royal arse of something and it’s stacked another load of paperwork on top of me, and I get a bit angry about it. It’s not rational, it’s not fair to rag on the poor dude or dudette or dudethey who made an error, and I’ll let my partner know that I’m not after solutions - I’m just needing a bit of extra time to calm down and refocus. Solutions to those problems mean overhauling a heavy and entrenched system of work, and it’s not something that can be done at home - I could have married Kofi Annan, but unless he’s familiar with the system of work, there’s fuck all he could actually do.
At that point, it’s time to book a week or two off, and think about anything - everything - but work.
e: clarity