I’m a hard worker. I think my record is pretty clear on this point.
I show up on time and work late into the night. I earn my keep and the respect of my co-workers. However, if we were to take a poll of all the workers in our department, asking what the best part of the work day might be, I suspect that the results would be skewed toward two high points:
1. Leaving at the end of the day.
2. Lunch with co-workers.
I know it doesn’t pay the bills, but I’m convinced that this time, this mid-day break, this little pause from the routine makes all the difference in our journey through the eight-hour grind.
Several of the folks in our area choose to eat at their desks, away from the others isolated from their co-workers. I’ve never understood this. Why wouldn’t you want to break? Why wouldn’t you desire the opportunity to laugh about things that don’t matter but make a difference?
I can’t imagine life without lunch with my friends and co-workers?