I suppose some people may wonder about the name Kronos and why they've chosen that name for an automated timekeeping system.
Kronos (sometimes spelled Khronos or Chronos) was a god of ancient Greece. And Kronos was no minor, second-rate diety. He was the God of Time.
But the real reason that they named this timekeeping system after him is that Kronos had a nasty habit of eating his own children.
Pride Before Kronos
In ancient days, the Greeks and Romans feared Kronos, the cruel God of Time who devoured his own children. In medieval Europe, he became known as the Grim Reaper. But in the 21st century, Kronos manifests himself as an automated timekeeping system, forsaking his scythe for telephones and computer terminals. My employer has fallen under his spell and forced us all to submit to diabolical will of Kronos. Yet one man stands proud and defiant before this tyrranical deity!
Thursday, January 16, 2003
Monday, January 13, 2003
I came in to work for a few hours Saturday but didn't write an entry because I was too busy. But here's what I thought about:
Working late or coming in on the weekend has never bothered me before. It's a part of the job. I'm not counting hours, after all: I'm a professional; I'm going to do what it takes to get the task done.
But somehow clocking in changes the way I feel. Suddenly, someone is counting hours for the first time. Finally it hit me. Ovetime. If you don't count hours, there is no such thing as overtime, and so I never thought of it before. But now that I'm counting, the concept of overtime has materialized.
And the worst part is that I'm working overtime -- but I'm not being paid for it.
If I'm going to be treated like an hourly employee, then I'd like the overtime pay, please. Or treat me like a salaried employee and don't clock my hours.