I just love it when someone comes up to me and brags about “how they pulled an all-nighter last night”…
Who gives a fuck?
Great, you’re ruining your life, and your health, in the name of a faceless corporation or business that doesn’t really give a shit in the first place (for the most part).
All in the name of some fake “status symbol” you can hold up and get 4 minutes of recognition for.
I mean, think about it… you say this… and really, how much does it mean to other people?
Nothing, except empty platitudes and a pat on the back from your boss who DIDN’T have to pull the all-nighter.
Whoever invented the 40-hour “full-time” work week needed to be shot on sight.
But think about this today…
If you work yourself down to the bone, in the hopes of getting a big promotion or raise at the expense of your health… is it really worth it?
Can you look your family in the eyes and say; “I’m working 80 hours a week and I can ALSO truly be here with you too, because I’m so full of energy AFTER working myself down to the bone, that I can do everything!”
Didn’t think so.