No matter how appreciated it might be, or how necessary it may seem, working on a Saturday is never a good idea. For a start, you never get a Saturday back in return; if you work Monday to Friday, you can only get one of those days given back to you.
Plus, of course, there’s the fact that you can almost never take the very next working day in lieu. The reason for my working on Saturday was to make sure we were ready for a delivery on Monday. So there was no chance of taking Monday off. As it happens, the delivery has been rescheduled for today, so along with there having been no need to work on Saturday (but that’s another story), it’s four days later and I still haven’t got my day back.
And due to the nature of deliveries to clients, there’s always something small to fix or tweak – and our delivery being at the end of play results in those fixes or tweaks being made the day after: tomorrow.
So it will be Friday at the earliest before I get my day back. Assuming the delivery isn’t rescheduled again.
And then I have to haggle with project managers, whose Microsoft Project plans (or, more accurately, Microsoft Excel plans) are meticulously calculated and set out, but don’t make any allowance for resources having an unexpected day off, or being ill, or being hit by a bus.
So in all likelihood, this Saturday I will be a week behind everyone else…
