I’ve been Working From Home since before it became a thing. I kinda consider myself an expert.
Not gonna lie. Us WFH experts don’t always dress like normal people. But because most days come with on-camera meetings, I do what I can. To reach expert status, I’ve mastered the art of deception, especially from the waist down.
No one on Zoom suspects that, while my top half looks boardroom-ready, my bottom half is sporting the world’s most comfortable sweat pants. Not every day, mind you. Some days it’s my go-to cargo shorts. Maybe gym shorts on casual Fridays.
Have I ever worn boxers to a meeting? I’ll never tell. Loafers, flip-flops or even bare feet complete the look du jour, unless of course I’ve been walking the dogs, in which case I’ll probably be rocking crocs.
Oh yes, the dogs. They mostly sleep. I’ve had to apologize during meetings for my pug, snoring at my feet and emitting sounds consistent with a 300-pound man. But that’s for another blog.
As every veteran Work-From-Homer will tell you, there’s a fine art to deciding between a shower and shave, or a new-ish, color-coordinated baseball hat.
Working From Home takes a certain discipline. I try to maintain a businesslike acumen and arrive at my desk bright and early each day. I know the value of a freshly shaven face and a collared shirt. Most days, I’m proud to say I haven’t lost my professional edge. At least, not from the waist up.