I just got “talked to” by “the man”. Upper management is complaining about my “extended lunch hours”. It doesn’t help that all upper management sit within a 12-foot radius of my desk. Honestly, I don’t really take a lot of extended lunches. Yes I do have the occasional 2-hour lunch, but 98% of the time the issue is that I take my lunch at least a half hour after management does so to them it looks as if I’ve been gone forever. Even so, I get my work done.
I hate working in an office everyday from 9-6. I’d rather have a 6am call time “on location” somewhere in the valley for a TV show or movie. I’d rather work a 12hour day on a movie set. Blah, blah, blah.
Yes I do recognize that I have a problem with authority. Yes I do recognize that I act like a “diva” sometimes in all the jobs I’ve held. I just have this rebellion inside me that is hard to suppress. But I have to play the game because I’ve got bills to pay.
So for the rest of this week I’ll be showing up early, taking shorter lunch breaks and leaving a half hour later - but I will be wearing sleeve-less shirts ![]()
It’s My Prerogative.
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
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