When you're faced with such a situation, and some aspect of your personal life is about to be ruined, the one night and two days of glorious freedom you have every week about to be sacrificed (unless you're a lawyer or an investment banker and have to work weekends anyway), what should you do? How do you balance your professional life with your personal life? This is one of those questions that I found both repulsive and moronic two years ago when I had never worked a serious day of my life, but I've gotten a lot less dumb since then.
Maybe you don't want to take career advice from a beneficiary of nepotism, but remember that nepotism is a two-way street. When your boss asks you to go the extra mile by sacrificing the sacrosanct weekend and working while you're supposed to be with friends or loved ones, there is only one response to his or her (we at TheStreet.com are committed to gender-neutral prose) question. You say, "Yes, I'd love to," and you say it with a smile. I don't care if you're an ambitious yuppie addicted to the bourgeois dream of wealth and upward social mobility like me (oh how far I've fallen from the teenager who wore old, torn army jackets and listened to nothing but punk rock -- both sure signs of a comfortable upper middle-class upbringing) or the kind of bohemian who doesn't care about money or "material" success and only works in order to support her (or his) surprisingly expensive, starving-artist lifestyle.


