Sentences with phrase «with long hours at the office»

Under ROWE, as the program has come to be known, a corporate philosophy that equated success at work with long hours at the office would be scrapped in favour of a more flexible workplace.

With long hours at the office, money woes, and all the other stuff of family life, who has time for passion?

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Seeking entry into this field at mid-life meant competing with established professionals or those much younger than me, many holding a degree in journalism or another directly related course of study, an experience - rich resume to support their interest, and the freedom to work long hours in an office away from home.

«We tell ourselves that office spouse relationships can be professional, and feelings will remain mutual and platonic,» says Lara, «However, long working hours and having less time at home, coupled with being involved in the same projects as your work spouse, can all become too intimate emotionally.

The thought of children having to suffer with asthma or diabetes for their entire lifetime motivated us to breastfeed and express breast milk despite traveling for work and spending long hours at the office.

As an analyst at Deutsche Bank Securities, he spent long hours at the office pouring through information and meeting with leaders of publicly traded companies.

Eleven hours with minimal fading is the longest I have gone, but no matter if I exercised, had studio lights flaring at me for filming or rested my chin in my hand for a whole workday (typical office pose), the foundation did not budge.

Cities are full of young workers, but singletons who spend long hours at the office end up with no time to meet other people, said Wu Xiuping of the Beijing Municipal Women's Federation.

At Mountlake Terrace, Eeva Reeder spends many hours on just the logistics of her six - week - long architecture project, such as organizing field trips to local architects» office and coordinating classroom activities with the mentors» busy work schedules.

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Depending on the size and condition of the home, a thorough home inspection will take three to four hours for an average 3 bedroom 2 bath home, then the report writing we do at the office takes an additional 2 hours, this is longer than almost all other inspection companies and we can guarantee we will always find more deficiencies since we do not work with or for real estate agents plus with over 30 years in and around construction and 16 years inspecting homes with over 5000 inspections performed, you can rest assured you are hiring the right company to protect you from buying a money pit.

Long hours are a given, with trainees at Magic Circle firms regularly leaving the office after 9 pm and rarely being able to make evening plans during the week.

On a more positive note, many respondents to our survey noted how working hours vary vastly between departments, with «some parts of the office dead by 6.30 pm whilst others are bustling until 2 am» at one City outfit renowned for its long hours.

Long hours spent at the office meeting deadlines, interpersonal conflicts, and keeping up with regularly changing technology is becoming too much to bear.

While her upcoming promotion to manager seemed to fit in the conventional sense of getting ahead, the CPA job meant that she worked long hours, spent more time with her computer than with people, and was stuck in the office for 12 hours at a time.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.