Those days of endless overtime work

In the morning, a friend described her recent days in the group by voice:

She worked overtime most of the time on Saturdays and Sundays;

On Fridays, she went to I stayed at the hot spring for one night. As soon as I entered the pool on Saturday morning, I received a call from the company. I had to go back and work overtime until 10 o'clock in the evening;

On Sunday, I called from 10 o'clock in the morning. I worked until 3 p.m., then worked overtime after 7 p.m., and then worked overtime until after 9 p.m.;

I have no time to do housework or go out for a walk. This kind of life breaks my original life pattern and I feel I'm a bit mentally unbalanced;

Getting up early every day and reading a book will make me feel calmer, but I still think about whether to resign;

I think of another friend of ours who was doing foreign trade every day. I’m so busy that I’m dizzy, I’m interrupted at any time, I always stay up late, and I’m anxious about every order.

When she described these scenes, she did not hear a complaining tone. As she said herself, I was not angry, I was just considering whether to continue.

Another friend replied in the group, we are really on the same journey. She has worked in companies where she worked overtime and all night. She was on a business trip in Guangzhou ten years ago. She often didn’t take a break for a month. Occasionally she went out to relax for a long time. She was just stupid. We ate, drank and shopped, and bought several boxes of clothes in half a year. After going back and moving around, I lost them all.

These scenes are very familiar. I also saw a similar scene some time ago:

I went to Shijiazhuang to do some errands. After staying there for several days, my roommate was finally free on Saturday. When she met me, it was past eleven o'clock when she got home the day before, and she had to go back to the company to attend an event the next day.

During the few hours we met, she was on the phone as soon as we met, so I was holding an umbrella for her next to her; After saying a few words, her phone rang again, so she went to the corridor to call. An hour later we came out, and I continued to hold an umbrella for her back to the hotel;

We were eating outside, and she was eating and talking. I was on the phone, hung up on one and called the other;

I went shopping for a while in the afternoon, looking at clothes and still talking on the phone.

Occasionally, we could chat for a few words. She said that it was like this every day. As long as she was not in the company, she would make endless phone calls.

Dear, is this a day off?

I have also experienced such days.

At the end of 2005, after more than a year without a serious job, I was finally notified of an interview by a company. After three rounds of interviews, I received an offer from them on the bus home. Notify the phone number of the company with luggage area to check in on Monday.

Bringing luggage? Although my home is not close to there, there is a direct bus, but the other party repeatedly repeated: Yes, bring luggage, we sometimes have to work overtime.

After I entered the company, I learned that it was a fairly well-known men's clothing company. It was located in Daxing, where the factory was. Generally, factories require accommodation and work six days a week.

After moving to the company, the first day was training. The lecture lasted for an hour, and the rest of the time we were allowed to read the information by ourselves. That day passed very long.

The next day started with an internship. I had to go to a store in a shopping mall. I chose Juntai Department Store in Xidan. The internship lasted until Saturday. I went to the store to sign in every day, and I didn’t have to live back at the company.

During the internship, the first day was fresh. I was familiar with the products and helped in the store. But I felt tired the second day. I stood all day, from 10 to 6. I missed my bed so much. Yes, a chair will do too.

The most enjoyable part is during lunch and when going to the toilet.

Of course, I learned a lot from the shop assistants in those days, and it was even more interesting to observe them selling goods.

When I returned to the company on Monday, I realized that these days of internship are the most comfortable time. I was assigned to the marketing department and had to take turns on duty every Sunday.

I am responsible for producing various reports for the out-of-town market, coordinating with the office manager and other departments, and reimbursing their expenses (that is, giving them invoices).

This job is actually not difficult to say, but the workload is very heavy. Another girl and I are responsible for it. She is quite nice and helped me a lot. This is the first time I have a regular job after graduation. I have used excel reports frequently, and I only discovered many functions at this time.

The end of the month and the beginning of the month are the busiest. We have to calculate the salary schedules, and the salaries of the personnel in more than a dozen offices and hundreds of stores. Each one must be clearly correct. If this calculation is wrong, it is estimated that Someone can scratch you.

It was just at this time that the company launched a new ERP system. The Beijing office was used as a pilot. However, the purchase, sale and inventory of each store were entered into the system. The inventory was taken at the end of the month. The results were consistent with the original manual accounts, forms, etc. The system compared them, and found that none of them matched, not even the slippers in the fitting rooms of each store.

Although we are not responsible for the Beijing market, we were asked to help at this time. However, we can't do anything about not accounting. We don't have the data for these goods, but we You still have to be on site, such as helping to post tickets and so on.

At that time, the girl who was with me took a few days off to go back to her hometown. I was already exhausted working on those reports by myself. I didn’t finish the work until after 2 o’clock in the evening, and I had to clock in on time at 8:30 in the morning. , no wonder the company requires accommodation.

This situation lasted for almost two months. Working overtime can easily make people angry, so I had a quarrel with the finance person once because of the reimbursement issue, and another time because of the same reimbursement issue. I had a quarrel with the assistant to the general manager.

I said that they did not understand the hard work of people from other places and did not respect the results of my ticket posting. The money had to be paid sooner or later, but now it was stuck with them. The office managers kept calling in a hurry. Urgent me.

Another time, I had a quarrel with the new deputy manager from the marketing department who did not understand the situation and gave random instructions. This quarrel was witnessed by many people, including some office managers that day. Afterwards, they all advised me not to be like her, but they still stood by my side.

Working overtime and these few quarrels made me doubt my ability to survive in a large company. They also had opinions, why did I become a gunman? Is it stupid? There was a lot of work to do and even quarrels with key people.

If it was a palace fight scene, I would definitely not survive the first three episodes.

Moreover, after working overtime, my complexion became very bad. It used to be rosy, but now it is sallow, and I also have a big acne. None of them have grown.

One Saturday was not too busy, and it was not my turn to be on duty on Sunday, so I took the bus out in the evening. I have lived in a factory in the suburbs for too long, and I am somewhat uncomfortable with the light outside.

Looking at the gradually brightly lit streets in the city, I suddenly remembered a story a friend once told:

He stayed at the Khunjerab Port for two months. Sometimes in the summer Wear cotton-padded clothes as well, because the terrain is high and it can snow in the summer.

In the past two months, apart from work and work delivering food, he was by himself every day. The conditions at the port were not good at that time. Everything was bare everywhere. There were flowers on the opposite side, but they did not belong to the ZG.

Two months later, he landed at the port. Wearing a cotton-padded jacket, he squatted at the door of his unit and watched people coming and going for an hour. Many people also looked at him. Is this person a fool?

I was sitting in the car looking outside, and I had the same feeling: I came from the mountains.

It was at this moment that I decided to resign, and when looking for a job in the future, I would not want to be controlled like this; I would not go to a big company, because human relations are too complicated, and I am always too impulsive; I would also like to leave home. It can’t be too far, as it will waste time on the way; you can work overtime, but you can’t do it endlessly. It’s best if the time is flexible.

At that time, I didn’t know what kind of job I wanted, I only knew what kind of job I didn’t want.

Two months later, a friend introduced me to a job. It was a small company with only five people, and they didn’t work much overtime.

In this company, I worked as an administrator at first, sometimes repairing computers, connecting network cables, etc. My boss’s Apple computer had some functions that she didn’t know how to use, but I actually helped her figure it out. , and from then on she called me every time something happened.

Later, the brand represented by the company had a store in the mall, and I helped with recruitment; later, my colleague in charge of sales went home to have a baby, so I switched to sales.

Sales time is relatively free, but we also work a lot of overtime. We are new here and are not exempt from inspection. Every time we go to the mall to deliver goods, we have to inspect the goods with the quality inspector. Sometimes when we get home, It's 9pm.

But I am happier working overtime at this time. There are few people in the company, the relationship is simple, and we can chat easily, and others are willing to ask you for help when they have something to do.

Later I changed my job, and I was still in sales. I often visited the store on Saturdays and Sundays, and often came home late at night. In the store, in addition to chatting with the clerks, I also chatted with customers. I thought of a very close friend from a client.

Later on, I didn’t have any experience of working overtime. In the past few years, I started to work on my own, and my time became more flexible. Although sometimes we were busy during other people’s holidays, we were still working for ourselves, which can be regarded as overtime. ? No matter what, you can't give up your choice.

When I started my own business, my mentality changed. Because I had no one to rely on, I had to bear everything myself. Therefore, I feel that some things back then may have been a bit extreme. If I could have the mentality of "I am the boss" at that time, I might be able to make some achievements in some big companies.

I gave up the blame and chose another path, and kept moving forward. I felt that overtime was hard to avoid, because whether you are working or starting a business, you will most likely have to work overtime. The only difference is To varying degrees.

Looking back now, those super busy days were actually the times when I made the fastest progress. For example, those three months of high-intensity work made me no longer have a headache with numbers, and I would list them whenever I disagreed. A lot of things will become clear on the table.

Of course I can’t decide for my friend whether to resign or not. It all depends on what kind of life she wants. Is there any gain from this job other than working overtime to break the pace of life? Whether the harvest is necessary for her future development, it also depends on how long this intensity of overtime will last, and whether it is within the foreseeable range.

Life is one choice after another, and choosing this actually means giving up something else. This is the cost of choice, and the cost is the biggest price of giving up.

When I chose to leave a big company, I gave up my choice in this aspect, so no matter what happened to me later, this was the price I had to pay.

But I still can’t help but want to say that I still prefer the way I am now, because if I go back, I might get into a fight with others. Unlike now, some people actually say that I have a good temper. , also drunk.