XY: So I started working


B: 9 - 5?


XY: It’s 8 to 6:30 now.


B: That’s because you don’t work on Saturdays anymore.


XY: It depends. Some companies still make staff work on weekends.


B: Then that’ll be more than 44 hours a week.


XY: Yup. Just like speeding lorries and vans with tinted windows, the authorities doesn’t seem to be bothered about it.


B: That is life. You’ll have to work.


XY: I do not understand. When we die, the company moves on without us. When the company dies, we die with it. There are 7 days a week but we have to work 5 days of it and only 2 days for ourselves. There are 24 hours a day but we have to give 12 hours to them. That is half. We then have 4 hours for ourselves which most of the time are spent on commuting and stuffing our stomachs and then 8 hours of sleep. We normalise a lot of things in the past decades but we do not realise that spending more time at work than for ourselves is not normal?


B: As I said, that is life.


XY: So it is live to work and not work to live.

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