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okay, i concede.
I was going to leave at 4:30. It's Friday afternoon, right, and everybody I work for is gone (not that they care anyway), and there's work I'm going to do over the weekend at home, so a half-hour off the corner won't even be dishonest, much less hurt anyone.
But I didn't. I dawdled and played a little minesweeper, and at 4:45 my phone rang -- and it was a potential interview subject returning my call, and she's going away for a month and will be back for two days before leaving again, so I scheduled her for the second of those days, which is right at the end of our data-gathering period anyway, SO if I hadn't been here we wouldn't have gotten that interview.
In short: my staying until 5pm on a Friday has materially benefited my project. Who knew?
But I didn't. I dawdled and played a little minesweeper, and at 4:45 my phone rang -- and it was a potential interview subject returning my call, and she's going away for a month and will be back for two days before leaving again, so I scheduled her for the second of those days, which is right at the end of our data-gathering period anyway, SO if I hadn't been here we wouldn't have gotten that interview.
In short: my staying until 5pm on a Friday has materially benefited my project. Who knew?