More work sarcasm
I’m working at home Monday and Tuesday.
Considering the fact I’ve been up since 1:30am and it’s now 4:30am, I’ll be sleeping in.
The landline phone is unplugged, the cell phone is turned off, and if anyone wants me they can call after 10:00am.
The only “alarm” I can’t control is a 20 pound cat who likes to jump on my chest, if I’m not up by 8:00am, and several dogs who think it’s their duty to lick my face at exactly 7:00am.
I might feel guilty about sleeping in, if I hadn’t worked 4 hours on Saturday. That’s what happens when the people who were supposed to get their part of a report done two weeks before think it’s all right to wait until the very last minute.
In this (one) case, staff had a viable excuse.
Some @$$hole decided to get back at her manager for…well…being a manager who is there to remind staff that it is important to actually work if you want to earn a paycheck. In retaliation, the staff person erased all the reports in the computer shortly before quitting. The manager, who types 60 words an hour, had to start all over again.
One of the perks of working at home is that I avoid an activity I like to call “knock down that human.”
Some days I miss being a human bowling pin for several dogs as I walk toward my front door.
I don’t miss being flooded with work during my lunch break.
But that’s a story for another time, and the 6 dogs spread out on my bed are waiting for me to get under the sheets so they can wake me up 2 hours from now.