Friday, 5 June 2009

The Pros And Cons of Commuting In My Underpants

So Lord Loafychops, what is it really like working from home I don't hear you ask.

I will tell you anyway.

I imagine that if you did ask such a question you might say, "It can't be all coffee, cigarettes and daytime TV, right?"

You're are right, because for one thing I don't smoke.

As for daytime TV, it's shite. I don't go near to it as it is medically proven to rot your brain.

As for coffee, ever since I stopped smoking I can't stand the stuff.

It's tea or soup in a cup for me - yep, rock n roll all day and all night round these parts.

The best way, I reckon, to highlight five pros and five cons of working from home is to list them. How very 'corporate' of me.

Pros (blogger - why can't I underline!?):

  • You are never late for work so never get a bollocking from the boss.
  • There are no colleagues sitting close to you who piss you off with their mere existence.
  • You don't ever need to wear a suit that costs a small fortune to dry clean - nor a tie (wearing a custom-made tie bearing a photo of your kids is unlikely to get you a promotion anyway).
  • You work at your own pace and at your own time - incredibly fast when you suddenly realise there is an immovable deadline in 15mins time.
  • You can pop out to Tesco, Ladbrokes or your local knocking shop whenever you want.
  • You get to see a lot more of your wife and family.

Cons:

  • You get to see a lot more of your wife and family.
  • Due to reduced social interaction with the world around you, you lose the ability to make innane social chit-chat.
  • You risk getting lonely and with that risk comes the risk of talking to the cat, the hamster, the postman, the shopkeeper, the bus conductor, the librarian, even the mums at your kids' school.
  • The selection of fine and not-so-fine wines you have stored in your kitchen look increasingly enticing.
  • The aforementioned selection of fine and not-so-fine wines look increasingly enticing a little bit earlier in the day as each day of working at home passes.

It's about 9.50 in the morning.

Sod the cup-a-soup.

Cheers!

1 comment:

Outrage Man said...

Hey Lord Loafer, pass me the bottle!