Alan and I have been watching “Breaking Bad” on Netflix. If you’re not familiar with the series, the premise is that a high school chemistry teacher – when diagnosed with terminal lung cancer – turns to cooking meth so he can squirrel away a nest egg to support his family after he’s gone. The show is somewhat graphic and has done wonders to educate me on the nuances of meth production and consumption.
Earlier this week I was working from home when I was struck by a somewhat horrifying profound realization: if DEA agents stormed through my door on a weekday, they might mistake me for a meth addict. Working form home may fuel productivity, but for true workaholics, there’s an ugly under-belly that I think most people gloss over…
Five similarities between me working from home and a meth-head:
- We both walk around the house in sweatpants and tank tops.
- A night’s sleep is 5-6 hours tops, and we stagger from bed to immediately pick up our addiction: theirs a meth pipe, mine a laptop.
- If interrogated, we would both struggle to accurately state the last time we actually showered.
- A frightening number of Mountain Dew cans are sitting around. (Mine in a recycling bin; theirs in babies’ cribs.)
- The only way we know if it’s time to brush our teeth is by feeling to see if the toothbrush is wet.
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Haha. I’ve worked from home, so I totally get you! Too funny!
I like numbers 1 to 5 .
Hilarious! Breaking Bad is one of my favorite shows. It’s funny how much I know about meth. Now I feel like I’m being watched by the cops when I buy Sudafed.
A major difference, however, is that on a bad day you blow up your computer but the meth dealers blow up a double wide.
True. The only way I’ll combust is figuratively.
This seals it: I couldn’t work from home. When you watch Breaking Bad, does it feel like a documentary? Do you look around for cameras?
lol
If you watch it then you’ll know what it’s like when I find a fly in my home – and the hunt that ensues.
I never before saw the connection and 1) There is no bigger Breaking Bad fan than me (Jesse Pinkman has a crazy skinny sexiness that cannot be matched), 2) I am a sweat-pants/tank-top wearing coffee drinking (I can’t due to dew), crazy-haired semi-zombie.
I could never-ever-never work from home.. I need the man looking over me to make sure I ain’t being no slacker, ya dig?
I jest… I could work from home… that is my ultimate goal when I become a best selling novelist!!
So I guess I could!
Totally so number 5 every weekend!
Glad I’m not alone on that one.
This hit a nerve. That sounds like me, too, whenever i work from home!