Thursday, July 26, 2012

I am NOT a workaholic

There are worse things in the world to be called, but one of my least favorites is to be called a workaholic.

I am not a workaholic.

I may work long days and on occasion many hours in a week, but this does not make me a workaholic.

Let's start this off with a definition.

A workaholic is a person who is addicted to and or obsessed with their jobs.  More often than not they have no social life and appear to have their Blackberry and or Bluetooth headset, surgically affixed to their bodies. 

A workaholic is a person who thinks about their job almost every second of their waking lives and can be known to forget and or ignore personal and social commitments because they can't bear to put their own lives before that of whatever client or deadline they are currently focused on.

Your definition may be different, but that's mine.

Therefore I am not a workaholic.  I work hard and have a strong work ethic.  There is a big difference.

I work in the crazy corporate world and it is at times hectically busy and fast paced.  Because we have numerous clients, there is always at least ONE client having a meeting or doing a big presentation or approaching a deadline or approaching their year end/billing period/third quarter or whatever else is critical on their end.  And sometimes, if the Gods dislike me, MULTIPLE clients have any one of these situations going on at exactly the same time.  To top that off, a large part of my job is IT and God only knows that nothing breaks when you're just sitting around twiddling your thumbs.  No!  Blackberry's will always break 5 hours before a Director is due on a flight out of the  country, and PowerPoint will always crash just before a big presentation in front of 50 people.  Heck, power failures have even been known to happen and fun times were had by all.  

I do what I have to do to get the job done.  End of story.

I have dragged my butt into the office at 5:30am, I have stayed till 10pm, I have worked on Saturdays, I have brought work home with me, I have worked for 15 hours straight without taking a lunch break.
 
I have even done all of these things at least once in the last month.  To top it off, I haven't taken a vacation since Christmas 2011.  I do what I have to do, to ensure my job and my responsibilities are taken care of.  But I'm not a workaholic.  The second I walk out of the office, I'm done.  My brain does not so much as stray towards work until I'm going to bed and I have to think about what time to set my alarm for.  7am or the ass-crack of dawn?

Why do I do it?  Because it's my job.  I don't get paid overtime and more often than not I don't get time off in lieu.  It's just a fact of life.  In an economy, and more specifically an industry, where people are still getting laid off left, right and center, I am happy to have a job I mostly enjoy at a company I can be proud to work for.  One of our clients recently laid off 300 people in their Marketing department alone.   I on the other hand have pretty good job security.  Do I enjoy having a hectic work life?  Not all the time, but I refuse to be the one person not willing to bust their ass to do what they have to do.  I can't afford to be the kind of person who walks out the door at 5pm regardless of the amount of work sitting on my desk.  Because if I can't hack it?  I'm sure there are dozens of people right behind me who would be willing to do ANYTHING for my job.

And that's that.

Cheers,

Ash