Oh, the joys of Telecommuting! Every Monday and Friday when I’m not on assignment are what my friend Chris in Philly calls Pajama Days. Pajama Days consist of the following: Wake up, stumble into the living room, log into work, and proceed to IM various coworkers while calling into a stupid amount of teleconference meetings throughout the day.
Unfortunately, this rarely allows for the basics…you know, like showers and food. How does that happen? Do these people really occupy so much of my time that I can’t even brush my teeth until 2:30 PST? I’m about ready to start blocking out 30 minutes on my Outlook Calendar for personal hygiene.
Sad.
