Working from home
I survived my first week of working from home, even without coffee.
But of course, I was never worried that I wouldn't quickly adapt, again.
Hell, much like riding a bike, once you've done it for six years, hoping back on a conference call, even with 11 people, is no big deal.
Have I learnt anything?
I working in an office.
That's a bit strong, Ju.
I don't care. Oh sure, I don't get to meet my colleagues but it's not like we're best pals, and in any event, and I hope they don't take offence, it's not like we even show up as true self. It's a pretence; and I'm as guilty as the next person. Even the occasional lunchtime walk couldn't or hasn't dispelled the fact that we're all playing a vacuous game that I know only too well. I still remember that sense of relief — and I mean it went to the root of my very soul — the day I didn't have to show up in a law office, suited and booted and playing one shell game after another. Even the ritualistic "Good morning, how are you?" had become a facade, particularly when I wanted to blurt out (too often for my own liking) "I f* hate this place".
Still, that's all behind me now, and I've managed, by dint of what I don't know (fear is definitely in the mix!), to adapt to a life of in-house lawyering without going completely off the rails.
Mark my words though, when this sh*tstorm has settled down (it won't abate for a very long time), I'm going to put down more than a marker that working from home has to become the norm and not the exception. Will I have much grist to my mill in which to go into bat?
For starters, no one will be able to say I've been any less effective, or available or on the legal ball. If anything, I've been all over my work because I've not had the constant distraction — which, of course, I've allowed to happen — of people walking up to me for a bit of advice, here, there and bloody everywhere.
Sorry, that makes me sound like a miserable SOB; I don't mind in the slightest people picking my brain, even on personal matters, but you can see now how unimportant it likely was because the only stuff I'm working on now is essential to the business.
I don't want to suggest that I'm not available — I like helping as many people as possible — but I suspect, like a lot of things in our life, they get better or sort themselves out without any or any significant legal intervention.
Am I confident that my request will be received with open arms? Ermm, let me think about that one. Probably not. I'll wager that this episode will be deemed 'exceptional' and I'll be required to go back to the office as soon as. But I'm not going to go quietly. The thing is, I'm not totally averse to working in an office, and in some ways, I can see a benefit, but not on a full-time or even part-time basis. It should be, in my respectful view, only on a when and if basis.
Anyhow, let's see how things develop. I might have this all wrong and the Bosses will eventually relent or be forced to do so, when we've been working away for so long it will feel 'normal'.
One other thing...or two or three. It's nice to have the flexibility to walk the dog, take time away from the computer and speak to a few friends and family members without someone tutting or looking over my shoulder.
Ju, you really are (now) a rebel with a cause.
Not really, but I do feel that if the extant pandemic doesn't change something as minor and insignificant as my/our pattern of work, then frankly we've no chance of moving the conversation forward apropos self-organising companies, the circular economy or trashing the planet.
Hey, ho. Onwards and upwards.
Have a fab day. Try to get outside and remember to stay well away from those in the high-risk groups — but you know all that anyway.
Blessings, and big love ❤️.