{"id":11856,"date":"2017-01-05T17:41:23","date_gmt":"2017-01-05T17:41:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=11856"},"modified":"2017-01-14T18:54:49","modified_gmt":"2017-01-14T18:54:49","slug":"working-at-home","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=11856","title":{"rendered":"Working at home"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2>Just ain&#8217;t what it used to be<\/h2>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Moons ago (maybe many, maybe few), working at home was a day spent concentrating on things that needed quiet time.<\/p>\n<p>Respectful introspection.<\/p>\n<p>Deep thought.<\/p>\n<p>No, not the computer off of Hitchiker&#8217;s Guide To The Galaxy.<\/p>\n<p>The other kind of deep thought.<\/p>\n<p>Working at home used to be a time of uninterrupted mental powerhousing, when I could sit down and read those annoyingly verbose documents, and get to grips with what the drafter actually meant.<\/p>\n<p>I used to be able to work at home and take it as an opportunity to get to grips with over 600 unread emails.<\/p>\n<p>Working at home used to give me, in a Supermanesque kind of way, my very own Fortress of Solitude, from where I could just get on with all the stuff that needed getting on with, and where I could do this in a completely uninterrupted manner.<\/p>\n<p>I wouldn&#8217;t mind the little Lync (now Skype for Business) application sitting there broadcasting away to my colleagues, because I worked safe in the knowledge that I was actually working.<\/p>\n<p>I was doing things.<\/p>\n<p>And getting on with stuff.<\/p>\n<p>Sadly those days seem to have vanished.<\/p>\n<p>I have been working at home today.<\/p>\n<p>And my Fortress of Solitude has been penetrated<\/p>\n<p>Repeatedly.<\/p>\n<p>I took my first and only break for a hot drink at 17.12.<\/p>\n<p>TWELVE MINUTES PAST FIVE!<\/p>\n<p>FIRST HOT DRINK!<\/p>\n<p>OF THE ENTIRE WORKING DAY!<\/p>\n<p>5.12pm!<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I love my job.<\/p>\n<p>But if I had been in the office, I would have had my first hot drink many hours earlier than TWELVE MINUTES PAST FIVE!<\/p>\n<p>Who do I write to, to complain about this?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Just ain&#8217;t what it used to be &nbsp; Moons ago (maybe many, maybe few), working at home was a day spent concentrating on things that<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11856","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stuff","two-columns"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11856","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/13"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11856"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11856\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11856"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11856"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11856"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}