True Story©… You Got Serb’d!
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I have been working from home since March 19 nd , 2020. According to a designation I signed off on in January, that has gone from an indefinite designation to a permanent one. While it was still in “indefinite” status, I treated my working-from-home privileges with kid gloves. This means I never log in late, I work sick if I have to and I do my damned job WILDLY efficiently. To make a long story short I have my dogs, I can listen to podcasts and music on my speaker and not a pair of earbuds, my house has rarely been cleaner and my yard has never looked better. I don’t like people enough to have to deal with them every day. What that also means is that for that time, I operated with absolute PROTECTION of my work from home designation. I insist on working in a front room with the blinds open so I can see when someone is coming. This allows me to waive them off with an “I’m on the clock”...