The
worst thing about working at home is the isolation. You are doing work, but you are alone all
day. However, I am not truly alone. I am assisted in my important corporate tasks
by my miniature German schnauzer, Midnight.
The
problem is Midnight never attended business school and thus lacks the business
acumen necessary to be a good assistant.
He assumes the reason that I am now at home is to attend to his demands,
not the company’s, and it is very different have a dog as a coworker.
Midnight
sometimes smells and is very irritating.
Okay, so maybe I have had some coworkers over the years like that. Midnight makes disgusting noises. Yes, once
again I have heard that in the workplace.
And Midnight scratches himself in inappropriate places. Oh yeah, there
was this guy who used to look at women during meetings and scratch his inner
thigh with his middle finger. Midnight
is not nearly as obnoxious and irritating as that guy.
So
maybe Midnight is more like a typical workmate than I thought. And it does relieve some stress when he wants
his head scratched during the day. Yes
you can pet your dog, but you can’t pet your coworkers. Well actually you can pet your coworkers.
However, if you get caught doing this with the administrative assistant in the
back of the supply room, apparently the HR department gets very upset. And if your HR manager is a fat, old, ugly,
battleax, she is not going to understand your explanation and is going to put
the incident on your “permanent record” which I’m sure is now in the possession
of the government.
Midnight
does have a workstation in my office which consists of a pillow and blanket so
he can sleep while I do all the work. If
I try to keep him out of my office by closing the door he gets very offended,
just like my old butthead
boss Steve. If
I closed my office door Steve would always find some stupid reason to barge in,
even one time when I was having a very personal discussion on my lunch
break. And no, this discussion was not
with the administrative assistant mentioned earlier. We held all our important “discussions” in
the supply room.
Midnight - taking care of business and working overtime |
Midnight
has mastered one business technique, the ability to sleep through long, boring,
conference calls. We are all talking and
yakking away and Midnight just enjoys a very deep sleep. But sometimes the sleep is even too deep.
Boss
(during conference call): Ake, is that you snoring?
Me: No sir, that was the dog. I mean yes the meeting is boring, but it’s
not that boring, I mean ….
Having the dog in the room during
conference calls raises other issues as well:
Boss:
(during conference call): Ake, did you just fart?
Me:
No sir, that was the dog.
Boss:
But didn’t you say you had Mexican for lunch?
Me:
Yes sir, but it was the dog. I swear it was the dog.
Midnight:
Hell no it wasn’t me. It was the double-bean
burrito talking.
The
most challenging aspect of having a dog as your work assistant is when he
informs you five minutes before an important customer phone call that he has
some business to conduct outside.
Midnight does not care about the call because he has a more “pressing”
deadline to meet. If I do not choose to
take care of Midnight’s business first, there can be dire consequences. Many times I have had coworkers figuratively
crap on my project (Val the Bitch was great for this), but I have never had one
literally do this.
So
I leash Midnight and run out the door hoping that it is a quick trip. Midnight however has other plans. Just like I check for important e-mails,
Midnight must check the yard for important p-mails. Of course these p-mails all say the same
thing.
“Midnight,
I stopped by. Didn’t see you, so I peed in your yard”. - Rover
In
response, Midnight replies:
Rover,
smelled that you had been here. Sorry I
missed you, so I peed in the yard.
We
think social networking is new. Dogs
have been using the program “Pisser” for eons.
So
my dog really does know how to take care of business. I may have an M.B.A. but
Midnight graduated from the esteemed Bachman-Turner School of Business. It’s the work that he avoids, cause the dog’s
self-employed. He loves to work at
nothing all day.