February 1, 2010

Working at home might drive me crazy

So I’m working from home again. Did it for years, and I couldn’t imagine doing anything else. As I’ve heard, I’m skippin’ to different congas than the general population. Then I worked at as pleasant a workplace I could possibly imagine before beginning stints of Funemployment and outright joblessness at the house.

Well, lemme tell ya…this stint working form home is different than the last. Since I do the show from my office upstairs, I find myself spending more time in here than I did before. My spot up here has a window directly to my right.

It’s starting to freak me out.

Seriously, people just drive past all day long. Why aren’t they at work? I haven’t seen any foreclosure signs go up, so I imagine everyone’s hanging in there pretty tough. But man, if this isn’t turning me into an old person, I don’t know what is.

Don’t pick on that old lady that stays in her window. I get where she’s coming from. When people are just around, and you can see ‘em, you gotta at least try to get a handle on their intentions. And, if you’re close enough to give somebody that “I ain’t the one look,” you might be saving five-oh a trip to the neighborhood.

The only this could be worse would be if teenagers lived in the neighborhood. Their bad asses got the day off school because of snOMG, but the weather’s been okay. That means the one with cars would be terrorizing the mall and the movies, while the immobile ones would just be walking around here with mischief on their minds. I’d sit in my window with a broomstick, hoping the kids mistake it for something I could swing on ‘em.

So yeah, that’s what I’ve learned form this new stint of working out home — that the outside world’s a scarier place then you can tell from your office.

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1. HA! What is that you always say “I’m too young to be talking like this?” This is a prime example. Make me wanna come up there and drag you out the house. Stay sane kid.

   All the kids on the block gon start calling you Old Man Jones! :-(

   Comment by AAintheA — February 1, 2010 #

2. BTW I’m still jealous. wish I could work in my PJ’s

   Comment by AAintheA — February 1, 2010 #

3. I learned a similar lesson when I was “funemployed” for a few weeks last summer. There were so many people driving and walking through the neighborhood mid-day that I wondered who was working…anywhere?!?!

   Comment by STRONGFORU — February 1, 2010 #

4. Hey, you don’t have to stay there all day when you are not on the air. There are libraries, parks, Starbucks, etc.

   Comment by Mack Jones — February 1, 2010 #

5. I’ve been doing this for more than two years, the working from home thing. Its a mind bender for sure. However, if you start thinking fondly of punching that time clock again, do something you could never do at a place of business, and smile to yourself. That always worked for me. Oh, and lunch meetings can take on a whole new significance. LOL

   Comment by Kelly — February 2, 2010 #

6. spelling – last line

   “than” you can tell from your office.

   I’ve been WFH for about five years. The walls start to close in from time to time but, I have a (furry) staff. They keep me engaged in the real world.

   We have an 8:00 staff meeting every morning after the spouse and kids split for the day. Usually it’s Seafood Supreme but lately they’ve developed a taste for Super Supper which I think is mostly just catfood.

   Have a great day!
   JK

   Comment by John K — February 3, 2010 #

7. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rear_Window

   Comment by Kirk — February 3, 2010 #

8. you could invest in some blinds

   Comment by SaggyWheels aka Flipisatrip — February 6, 2010 #

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