At my old job, we couldn't take breaks. Ever. It was 8 straight hours of making sure the grounds looked nice and clean, without a moment's rest. At least that's what the apartment manager thought... >.>
I hid out under a stairwell, joined by two of my coworkers, for three hours, and nothing was missed. I also listened to my music a lot, which was mostly frowned upon. But hey, nobody complained.
As long as breaking the rules doesn't interfere with the proper course of action, I see no problem with it.
I hid out under a stairwell, joined by two of my coworkers, for three hours, and nothing was missed. I also listened to my music a lot, which was mostly frowned upon. But hey, nobody complained.
As long as breaking the rules doesn't interfere with the proper course of action, I see no problem with it.