March 11th, 2008


I telecommute.

On the face of it, it’s brilliant.

My office is beside my bedroom. I don’t have to wait for buses or trains or sit in traffic as I try to get to work.

I can take breaks as and when I want and, commitments notwithstanding, I can take a day off whenever I want.

You’d think the main problem would be not getting much work done because I can skive off at any time, but the opposite is true.

Not being in an office, I lack the normal cues to take a break.

I don’t have to walk to the other side of the office to ask someone a question. I simply ping them on IM or call them, so I get fewer breaks from sitting.

No one comes up to me to chat about the weather, which can be distracting but is just as often a chance to get a mental break.

No one asks if I’m ready to go to lunch, with the result that I often don’t and when I do, it’s usually just 15 to 30 minutes.

I don’t see the office emptying at around 5.30, with the result that I’m usually still at my desk at 7.30 or later.

And although I can take those breaks whenever I want, it’s more often the case that I think of something work-related in the evening or at the weekend and just pop in to the office to fire off an e-mail or make an adjustment to some document or other.

I think a new paradiggum is needed (yes, that is how I choose to pronounce it).

On the plus side, I do get to work with my cat sitting on my lap.

2 Responses to “Tele-overtime”

  1. Caitlinon 12 Mar 2008 at

    Ah! Finally a face to go with the purring! (and i do mean the cat)

  2. Declan Chellaron 12 Mar 2008 at

    If I hadn’t amputated her legs, she might be able to get down.

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