At my old job, I worked for a partner who everyone knew was terrible to work for. Every day, he left at 5:00pm exactly to catch the 5:20 train from Grand Central to Connecticut. He’d eat dinner with his family – lucky guy – then begin working again around 9:00pm. I’d wait in the office until about 10:00pm to see what would happen, often to find out (of course) some urgent task was due by the morning.
The question is, how did they keep me there? Who would tolerate it? It wasn’t the money – by the hour, I made no more than $30 hourly. They kept me there because they are masters of manipulation.