Denying reality

footsteps of the Furies
2 min readDec 13, 2022

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December 13th, 2022

I slept late today. After getting up, I didn’t have to rush anything — I had time for a proper breakfast and a moment of relaxation. Even though driving is treacherous now and getting anywhere takes more time than usual — no commute was awaiting me. All I had to do was turn on my laptop, and I was ready for work a couple of minutes before starting time. In a few hours, I did all the required work for the day and was able to concentrate on some projects in progress or plan for new projects for January. With what I was doing, I was more diligent and more attentive to all the problems and details. No matter how difficult the task was — I was able to find a solution and get it done. I still had time to help my coworkers with this and that. And still had time to make myself a fancy lunch. And still had time to just lie down for 20 minutes, daydreaming. I did a lot more in six hours today than I do in a regular eight hours in the office. And I didn’t even get tired or aggravated. All that because I worked from home — in quietness, peace, and at my pace.

I am a lot more productive, and I feel so much better (physically and mentally) when working from home. For more than a year, during the pandemic, I was able to work in hybrid mode — a week in the office, a week from home. That was great and by any metric — very successful for everybody. But for the last six months, we are forced back to the office with only an occasional work-from-home day available. According to the management, we all work better when we are together in the same place, and I guess we can be controlled better by them while in the office.

And this is such bullshit.

Maybe for some, it works better — but I am not everybody or am some people. I am me. And for me, eight hours in a noisy and chaotic, and rushed place is extremely exhausting, and it drains all my vital energy. I perform better working from home — with tangible results for the company and a much better effect on my well-being. That is the reality, and it is being denied by those who think they know better, in actuality are control freaks on a power trip. I did breach this subject numerous times with my boss, but the answer is the same every time — that is a company policy and if I don’t like it, I can look for some other place to work.

And now I think I might just take them on this offer.

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footsteps of the Furies
footsteps of the Furies

Written by footsteps of the Furies

“for they knew what sort of noise it was; they recognize, by now, the footsteps of the Furies”. Enjoying life on the road to recovery. Observing and writing.

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