It bothers me more than I can possibly explain to have to tell a loved one or a friend, “I can’t talk any longer, I have to get back to work.”
It’s wrong. It’s backward. It’s fscking backward. These are my loved ones and my friends, they are more important to me than any work, I don’t care whether they’re just calling to talk about the color of their shoelaces or the stale ramen they had for lunch. I feel wrong about placing work ahead of relationships, no matter what the reason or context.
In fact, I don’t want to have to do it anymore. This means that I should not place myself in any situation in which the task of prioritizing my time is not mine.