Life of a physician mother:
2pm, BOSS sees me heating up my (late) lunch in the common room, stops by to talk (me, starving, wishing I can get a minute ALONE to eat): I eat a big breakfast and big dinner, so I don’t have to eat lunch.
Wait, is he trying to tell me NOT to eat my lunch?
Me: I don’t eat a big breakfast because I don’t have time to both 1) make the breakfast; and 2) eat the breakfast.
I did not point out to him that I was at the office like, two hours before he showed up.
BOSS: When I get home, my wife has my dinner ready at 5:30. I wash my hands, sit down, and enjoy my meal. That’s the way to do it. She prepares a nice soup, and yeah, she is great cook.
Me: Well, I pick up my daughter at 5:30pm on my way home, take her home or to her afterschool activities, make sure she does her homework, then I make dinner for my husband and my daughter. And yeah, I enjoy my meal, too.
4pm, boss leaves for home to wash his hands to enjoy his dinner prepared by his lovely chef wife while I try to get my work done.
Yup, work-life balance is a bitch.
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So much eye-rolling while reading this… Your boss sounds like he lives in a bubble
No kidding! My eyes were practically in the back of my head… if that was possible :) He is of an older generation of physician (he is in his 80’s), where most of his colleagues were male with stay-at-home wives. Heck, most of my colleagues are male, too. OR… he forgot that I am female/mother/wife?