“Get your ass offline,” I messaged my co-worker when I saw her online during her day off.
I’m so professional.
“I’m going!” She replied. “Just wanted to quickly log on and send the team some information… I don’t want to be the reason anything gets delayed.”
I know adulting = responsibility, but is there ever a time this immense weight lifts from our shoulders? Our work culture has evolved to the point where so many of us cannot even relax on a vacation day. Out of a 52-week year, we already only get 2-3 weeks of vacation. Why are so many of us STILL WORKING on those vacation days? Stoppit!
If something good could ever come from the ‘rona, I hope it’s that we learn to re-evaluate our priorities and re-calibrate our work-life balance.
“Fine,” I typed back. “When you’re done, log off and go day drink or play Zelda.”
“Ha. I need to get my car from the shop, then venture to Costco. Talk about a PARTY.”
“You wild animal.”
This is what we’ve become. Our days off are no longer bottles of wine and Nintendo Switch adventures, but rather mechanic bills and buying in bulk. I hope we can all find once again what really matters in life. Take care of yourself, be with your loved ones, and leave time to find those Korok Seeds in Hyrule.
“At least spending $2k on my car will prevent me from going overboard at Costco,” she added.
“Hopefully this will have your car good to go for a while.”
“Fingers crossed.”
#adulting 