tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post2966653785804427546..comments2023-09-12T04:13:03.469-05:00Comments on LiteralDan: 10 ways work differs from homeLiteralDanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16704368269389527451noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-58606213353996862962009-12-11T10:22:34.877-06:002009-12-11T10:22:34.877-06:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-62431115636489296352009-12-07T05:12:42.243-06:002009-12-07T05:12:42.243-06:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-60771893710611358702009-12-06T10:52:27.642-06:002009-12-06T10:52:27.642-06:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-13419110772181563292009-11-03T11:23:09.475-06:002009-11-03T11:23:09.475-06:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-46382773988520325302008-08-11T17:34:00.000-05:002008-08-11T17:34:00.000-05:00Actually, if you worked at one of those video-moni...Actually, if you worked at one of those video-monitoring services (counting product mentions in various shows), you could do that officially, but otherwise, you can do that in most jobs as long as you're able to ditch the ice cream and hide the TV at a moment's notice.<BR/><BR/>Kind of like when you're having one of those days at home and you don't want anyone to find out how little you accomplished, so before they get home, you quickly spritz yourself in laundry detergent and grab a few used dustrags you keep around for just such an occasion.LiteralDanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16704368269389527451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-22222254399014543872008-08-11T16:53:00.000-05:002008-08-11T16:53:00.000-05:00Thanks for this! I had forgotten what the working ...Thanks for this! I had forgotten what the working world was like! I guess you can't watch talk shows and eat ice cream either? <BR/><BR/>I guess I'll just stay where I am....right after I clean up and put away laundry....and ....Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05705670723604409380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-26975109140659087722008-08-10T02:03:00.000-05:002008-08-10T02:03:00.000-05:00Sue: Wow. Hmmm... I'll have to comb over this one ...<B>Sue:</B> Wow. Hmmm... I'll have to comb over this one and see if I can get lightning to strike twice. I hope it's not all downhill from here.<BR/><BR/><B>Microblogologist:</B> She's performing a valuable service in giving you more than fair warning of what you're in for should you ever choose to sail upon that sea yourself. We should all be so lucky.LiteralDanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16704368269389527451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-27836084354396344002008-08-09T13:28:00.000-05:002008-08-09T13:28:00.000-05:00My niece has been here less than a week and I have...My niece has been here less than a week and I have already reverted back to being scared of silence. Dad came to my room and informed me that Niecey had gotten up early and quietly while we slept, my kitchen is a mess, my desk drawer in part emptied, and my office door is "decorated" with stickers. <BR/><BR/>Now to decide if I should leave her here with Dad when I go to work (I've been bringing them with me) so I can have a break or if I should bring her with to give my apartment a break! I am totally understanding why those crazy people put their kids in cages to sleep!!!! Oh great, now she is in my bedroom closet again..... ack the sound of something being torn apart, gotta run!The Microblogologisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12259187351177996677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-26539894235856268272008-08-09T12:35:00.000-05:002008-08-09T12:35:00.000-05:00This has to be one of my favorite of ALL your post...This has to be one of my favorite of ALL your posts! Love it!!!Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11700707186357780156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-86340078073775738422008-08-08T12:55:00.000-05:002008-08-08T12:55:00.000-05:00Mekhismom: Sure you can! It's called a coffee run....<B>Mekhismom:</B> Sure you can! It's called a coffee run.<BR/><BR/><B>Mama Dawg:</B> That's because you're a quitter, and you <BR/><BR/>aren't thinking outside the box.<BR/><BR/><B>Natalie:</B> Isn't it? And man, that's a great way to get <BR/><BR/>perspective-- start with 20 kids, and even just 10 isn't that big <BR/><BR/>a deal.<BR/><BR/><B>Brittany:</B> Whose saggy pants are we talking about, <BR/><BR/>yours or your kids'? Are you as lazy as me?? If not, I totally <BR/><BR/>can't identify with that at all.<BR/><BR/><B>Cassey:</B> Into every life a few hippies must stroll <BR/><BR/>barefoot.<BR/><BR/><B>Kori:</B> That seems to be a universal phenomenon. <BR/><BR/>Maybe our children were meant to eat our regurgitated food, <BR/><BR/>like baby birds, and merely staking a claim to everything on <BR/><BR/>our plate is the next best thing.<BR/><BR/><B>Middle Aged woman:</B> I think your home life might come <BR/><BR/>out on top in that comparison. At least, compared to the tales <BR/><BR/>my wife comes home with of <I>her</I> sixth grade class.<BR/><BR/>That's a cool term I hadn't heard before, so as far as I'm <BR/><BR/>concerned, you absolutely made it up.<BR/><BR/><B>Chris:</B> The funny thing is I actually did have a juice cup <BR/><BR/>while I was working, and it was delicious, because it was ALL <BR/><BR/>MINE!<BR/><BR/>I always found Lunchables gross, and I don't exactly have a <BR/><BR/>discriminating palate when it comes to bland food. That's <BR/><BR/>pretty embarrassing for an adult, either way, but I guess it's <BR/><BR/>good for them they are so uninhibited. However, you should <BR/><BR/>still mock them.<BR/><BR/><B>Mrs. B. Roth:</B> Consider yourself lucky no one smiles <BR/><BR/>and tries to kiss you at work. Though that might be a quick and <BR/><BR/>easy way to financial independence.<BR/><BR/>Each of those times your tasks involve fecal matter is a nugget <BR/><BR/>of blogging gold, my friend, so you have the best of both <BR/><BR/>worlds!<BR/><BR/><B>Stefanie:</B> But the superficial reasons are usually the <BR/><BR/>most frequently considered and foremost in the mind. Whether <BR/><BR/>or not someone needs chapstick for the soul is immaterial-- the <BR/><BR/>clear moral of your <A HREF="http://babyonbored.blogspot.com/2008/07/top-20-superficial-reasons-ive-broken.html" REL="nofollow">first list</A> is that I will die <BR/><BR/>unloved and alone if I am unable to hang on to my wife.<BR/><BR/><B>Christy:</B> Heaven is definitely too strong a word. If <BR/><BR/>anything, this just reaffirms the old adage about that green <BR/><BR/>grass.<BR/><BR/><B>Amanda:</B> Working as a Nurse AND a mother? You are <BR/><BR/>definitely a glutton for punishment.<BR/><BR/><B>Renee:</B> Considering the frequency with which I was <BR/><BR/>treated to the sound of flip-flops flapping down the halls of my <BR/><BR/>old job, I think those pants are probably just fine-- there's <BR/><BR/>some good news for you.<BR/><BR/>Glad you like it, though I just realized that you caught me on a <BR/><BR/>little downswing and are probably disappointed by the lack of <BR/><BR/>my fast-and-furious posting rate. Sorry about that!<BR/><BR/><B>christie:</B> Or, more likely in my experience, they don't <BR/><BR/>clean it up, but it's not your problem.<BR/><BR/><B>Candid Carrie:</B> Wow, I think you definitely need to go <BR/><BR/>back to work-- god bless you for enjoying that life. I guess you <BR/><BR/>balance me out, cosmically.<BR/><BR/>I grant you that I do miss making fun of people that aren't me-- <BR/><BR/>reading blog posts about "my stupid kids" is not quite the <BR/><BR/>same as our hilariously mock-vicious-insult fests for my old <BR/><BR/>friend from the trenches. I don't blame him or dispute that, but <BR/><BR/>c'est la vie, I suppose. (single tear)<BR/><BR/><B>Always Home and Uncool:</B> I have suspected as much. <BR/><BR/>What's funny, though, is that the office I was working in was in <BR/><BR/>somebody else's house. So if I am ever defying the odds and <BR/><BR/>going back, it will apparently be through baby steps.<BR/><BR/><B>AJ:</B> That would be an awesome place to work. Are you <BR/><BR/>starting a company any time soon?<BR/><BR/><B>kel:</B> You can consider yourself lucky, though I'm sure most days you don't. I know my wife feels deeply fulfilled in her work as a middle-school teacher, and she's definitely lucky enough to have found her calling in life, but I also know that many days during the school year, she wants to put a bullet in her brain. Or someone else's.<BR/><BR/>Oddly enough, she is itching to get back into it now. I'm amazed and humbled by that. And by her success in not cussing out the little effers herself, when they are begging for it. It would get their attention, don't you think?<BR/><BR/><B>Kat:</B> Your portrayal of "playing Air Force guy" <BR/><BR/>completely clashes with the images in all those TV commercials. I'm crushed by my disillisionment.<BR/><BR/><B>Weith Kick:</B> My abilities are debatable-- I don't have anything to compare to. Now excuse me while I go watch my soap operas.<BR/><BR/><B>Miss Grace:</B> I only swear in my head at home. Unless the kids aren't around. I don't think I could possibly swear more than I did at work. Ahhh, the good old days.<BR/><BR/><B>Allison:</B> You are my rebel hero. My son <I>wants</I> to read it, but if he could manage, I'd be sending him to Harvard by the time he turned 5. And then I'd find a way to financially exploit him so I could blog in peace.<BR/><BR/><B>Dad Stuff:</B> Is this like one of those hypothetical deep thinking questions? Wikipedia tells me it's called a <A HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Koan" REL="nofollow"><I>koan</I></A>.<BR/><BR/><B>Robin:</B> Five is my favorite number, so that seems fitting to me.<BR/><BR/><B>Half-Past Kissin' Time:</B> Thankya, ma'am. I'm sure it would only get longer if I spent more time away from home. So it would help the blog, I guess, but would it help my soul?LiteralDanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16704368269389527451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-28213389731704302172008-08-07T15:13:00.000-05:002008-08-07T15:13:00.000-05:00This is great, Dan :) Very funny and true.This is great, Dan :) Very funny and true.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-44763665698624405182008-08-07T01:00:00.000-05:002008-08-07T01:00:00.000-05:00hahaha! Classic. #5 is my favorite!hahaha! Classic. #5 is my favorite!Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16144713142229970998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-63099942209601163642008-08-06T23:06:00.000-05:002008-08-06T23:06:00.000-05:00Eating your own food would be nice, but is it wort...Eating your own food would be nice, but is it worth the absence of Matchbox cars?Dad Stuffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11276260199734322800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-78426081794867974732008-08-06T12:49:00.000-05:002008-08-06T12:49:00.000-05:00I'm reading this at work. I just took off my shoes...I'm reading this at work. <BR/><BR/>I just took off my shoes and said fuck just to pretend for a minute.<BR/><BR/>Your kids don't read this, do they?Allisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00227894503764262908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-85921433987815012722008-08-06T11:50:00.000-05:002008-08-06T11:50:00.000-05:00Pretty sure I swear more at home than I do at work...Pretty sure I swear more at home than I do at work. Which is actually something I need to work on. <BR/><BR/>And...well...there are a lot of barefoot people at my job. Okay, not a lot, but ENOUGH.Jenny Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12943823729806115657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-40351032730317007652008-08-06T11:31:00.000-05:002008-08-06T11:31:00.000-05:00I'm not so sure I could work at home. Too many di...I'm not so sure I could work at home. Too many distractions and I'm not that disciplined. I commend you sir on your abilities!Weith Kickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14623674196309969313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-67482056888887154852008-08-06T10:28:00.000-05:002008-08-06T10:28:00.000-05:00I often ask my husband to trade with me. I will t...I often ask my husband to trade with me. I will totally go play Air Force guy and he can stay home with the kids. He has yet to take me up on the offer. I think he is scared.Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16973125452842612070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-77373043657511076702008-08-06T08:38:00.000-05:002008-08-06T08:38:00.000-05:00Re. #2---actually, since I'm a middle-school teach...Re. #2---actually, since I'm a middle-school teacher, I am the smartest person in the room. It rocks. I can make up whatever I want, and those little suckers believe me!<BR/><BR/>#3--When it's quiet, they ARE up to something. This is something all parents and teachers must know if they are to survive. <BR/><BR/>#7---I have all kinds of dreams of cussing out the little effers in my head, but, alas. In real life, I'd probably get sued.kelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14860197726471180310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-19461847761912010632008-08-05T20:19:00.000-05:002008-08-05T20:19:00.000-05:00If only we could make those damn fussy coworkers t...If only we could make those damn fussy coworkers take a nap. Ugh! I bet I'd order at least 3 people to take naps per day. Perhaps even myself some days!<BR/><BR/>Just give me a second to sit and reflect on how nice a nap might be.....Ahhhhhh:)AJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13698674231970766751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-69269686457216196022008-08-05T19:19:00.000-05:002008-08-05T19:19:00.000-05:00Dan, after 4 years of working from home I can assu...Dan, after 4 years of working from home I can assure you ... there is no going back.Kevin McKeeverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10673014424525900380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-73671268517243073552008-08-05T19:04:00.000-05:002008-08-05T19:04:00.000-05:00I miss gainful employment. I miss annual reviews....I miss gainful employment. I miss annual reviews. I miss office supplies. I miss being missed if you miss a day. I miss adults. I miss making fun of people that aren't me. I miss delegating and procrastinating. I miss post it notes with smiley faces and dirty coffee mugs. I miss intercoms. I miss paychecks. I miss having an inbox and an outbox. I miss free stamps and staplers. I miss pens that say "your name here" and salesman that bring smiles and freebies. <BR/><BR/>Dammit Literal Dan, dammit. Just when I thought I was progressing you had to write a post and dedicate it to me.Candid Carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11421804696146084068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-56657701592970663052008-08-05T17:54:00.000-05:002008-08-05T17:54:00.000-05:00Great post!ooo another great thing about going to ...Great post!<BR/>ooo another great thing about going to work in "an office"<BR/>When someone spills their lunch...they clean it up all by themselves.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-38435341260002505042008-08-05T17:38:00.000-05:002008-08-05T17:38:00.000-05:00Shoes? Really?? So I guess pants that don't requ...Shoes? Really?? So I guess pants that don't require buttons and zippers are out too, huh? Screw that. <BR/><BR/>Already a fan of the blog, and I've only read the first page. I hope this whole working for money thing isn't going to distract you from entertaining me daily.Reneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07078121470738690827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-58697857866320138752008-08-05T16:02:00.000-05:002008-08-05T16:02:00.000-05:00I work 3 days a week as a Nurse, and some days it'...I work 3 days a week as a Nurse, and some days it's hard to tell the difference between a my mad job and a mad house!! haha!<BR/>Great blog and thanks for your comment on mine.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13652316916683235671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076041415469800377.post-36955034985909706592008-08-05T15:02:00.000-05:002008-08-05T15:02:00.000-05:00This is one of my favorite posts ever! And very in...This is one of my favorite posts ever! And very informative for those like myself who have not had a "real" job since having children. I had no idea...sounds like heaven, actually.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com