Yesterday at dinner we had an interesting discussion. Imagine that you get a job in the company of your dreams and your future boss asks you a direct and honest question - Dear ... I have an offer for you and two options to choose from. I need an employee on whom I can rely and I am ready to pay you a salary above the market, regularly reviewing it to make you satisfied. But I often will need you to work in irregular schedules, maybe even on weekends.
The second option - I am ready to offer you comfortable working conditions, you can finish the work at the agreed hours in the contract, but your salary may remain just below the market. The choice is yours. ')
Discussing this, I remembered my neighbor with whom I lived through the wall many years ago. Lotus Elise stood in his parking lot and he worked at a bank. The light in his window was usually lit after 11 and he used the car once a week, going out to play golf at the weekend. On the one hand, by the time he turns gray, perhaps his bank account will sparkle with seven digits, but on the other hand there is no money to buy the lost time.