Monday, November 28, 2005

Working for the Weekend

So I've had all kinds of posts in my head over the last couple of weeks, about politics, and science, and Geena Davis' presidency, but work has been crazy and I haven't had time for much of anything. As usual, it's general irritation with the world that gets my blogging shoes on now for two posts in a row.

This isn't a new peeve, in fact I think I've probably blogged about it in some form or another, but I'm freshly irritated about it. My current assistant (who's younger than me but not exactly new to the business we call show) was complaining to me about how her family still doesn't quite grasp the fact that she has to work weekends and holidays. Why don't people get this? A LOT of people don't work Monday-through-Friday, 9-to-5. And since the people who do don't lock themselves in their apartments when they're not in the office (at least most of them don't), I don't understand why it confuses them. I assume that all of you, at some point, have gone to a movie or a show, eaten in a restaurant, ridden the subway, taken a cab, called customer service, gone shopping, been to the emergency room, or whatever, on a weekend, or holiday, or at night. And surely you realize that your ticket-taker, waiter, conductor, cabbie, call center employee in India, cashier, nurse, or whatever, was at work. In fact, they were at work pretty much for your pleasure and/or convenience. Along with your doorman, your mail carrier, the people who clean your office building, security guards, cops, EMTs, the Chinese food delivery guy and thousands of others.

Not that I'm bitter, mind you. Sure, sometimes I get annoyed at not having quality time to spend over, say, Thanksgiving or Christmas, and when people (or the MTA) assume I have the weekend off, but I like my job really like being off on Monday so I can get weekday stuff done on my "weekend." I'm just baffled by other people's bafflement when the subject comes up.

So, um, yeah, that's how my "holiday weekend" was.

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