Working from home can a blessing and a beast.
Some days it means bare feet and home-cooked lunches and Sir Hal taking up as much room on my lap as my computer. Cuddling while working? A sweet blessing. Some days, it means Sunday afternoons spent doing “urgent” tasks for my boss while I should be out wandering Central Park and drinking too much iced coffee. Huge. Gnarly. Beast.
Today, working from home meant looking up from my laptop to see a man outside my window cleaning the fire escapes, realizing that I was wearing nothing more than a camisole and panties and making a frantic dash to the bathroom to find my robe.
Sarah thinks I made his day. I half expect him to file for workman’s comp.
hahaha, I laugh because I did a very similar thing the other morning. I live alone so in the mornings after I shower I just wander about getting ready naked until I’m ready to get dressed… it’s like 6:00 in the morning no one out in the court yard of the apartment complex I live in (which my many windows face) right? ha… no. I was wrong. A guy was out walking his dog or something. I practically DOVE behind my couch for coverage! which probably only ensured he definitely saw me… cause ya know I wasn’t sneaky about it at all…
Go us…
This just made me snort green tea out of my nose.
I’m sorry to hear about your trauma. I’m sure you made his day.
i have huge windows in my apartment, and i had talked earlier about flashing my neighbors….and my neighbor across the way was totally spending the ENTIRE evening with the curtains wide open, in his birthday suit.
i think since it’s also been so hot out so many of us are resorting to walking around in our skivvies!
I’m sure his job has it’s own blessing and beast.
Beast – Cleaning fire escapes in New York City in the middle of the summer.
Blessing – Seeing a half naked girl in the middle of his workday.
I’m sure now you feel like you have eyes watching you 24/7.
Sounds like it could end up being one of those “priceless” commercials…”seeing a hot woman in her panties: priceless”.
I need to get a job cleaning fire escapes. Heck, I’ll do it for free.
You know, I bet that happens to him all the time.
I always wanted to flash the window washer outside my office window but I’m afraid he would fall from fright!!
hahahahaha the guy probably loved it and saved it as an anecdote to tell… his grandchildren? lol
Anyway, I totally understand the working-at-home curse-blessing situation. Being a translator, I work from home 100% of the time, so let me add a few to the list:
1. people do not believe you are actually working just because you are wearing cookie monster slippers. So unfair!!! lol
2. no cute coworkers to brighten your day.
3. no gossip by the water-cooler.
Some pros:
1. to work wearing said slippers.
2. to be able to watch some craptacular tv show when your mind gets tired.
3. to spend your money on casual wear or whatever you want to buy, no office wear!
I could never work from home — my day would be split between doing nothing and stressing about the fact that I should be doing something and I’m not!
You definitely made his day. He saw woman, underwear, skin, not all the stuff we give ourselves such a hard time about.
Last year I accidently flashed two guys on their boat from my window. Of course I had to blog about it, and now I come up number one on google for accidental flash.
My point is, you’re not the only one. Also, it could be much worse.
Mom would be so proud.
Bet you made his day!
Ahh anything that makes a chap smile as he earns his daily wages eh Fish.
Hehe.My window faces a place where a LOT of men live,so I’m constantly checking my curtains!
Working from home-I’d be half as productive,being optimistic.
Indisciplined little net addict,woe is me!
But then again,
Cookie monster slippers and cute window washers…Hmm..
I think he should pay for his(such a!!) job
U made his day!! Trust me!! On my daily 2 mile run I have to run past a construction site, I was running past that place before they even thought of putting up more dorm buildings.
SO I KNOW I’m making their day!! Maybe not, but in my warped little mind I am.
Ha ha ha! That reminded me of a bright Saturday morning last summer when we were practically nude sleeping in on the bed when the window cleaners descented. The horizontal blinds were half shut pointing upwards so the folks in the next building lower can’t see us. But with a couple guys right at the window? Maybe the girl made their day, but I doubt I made their’s!
Working from home is definitely a two-headed monster. I love those days that I sit around all day in my PJ’s drinking coffee and typing on my computer but I despise those days when my baby is sobbing and dinner is burning and I have a deadline in three minutes that I’m hours from finishing. But, I wouldn’t trade it for the world… I can’t imagine dragging myself out of bed and into presentable clothing and into an office everyday when my couch makes a perfect deskchair and my dog keeps me company during my breaks.
Ha! That is so funny. The townhome directly behind me (which has a sliding glass door facing mine in the living room) had been vacant for a while, so I didn’t worry too much about keeping my blinds closed. One Saturday morning recently, I came out of the shower to realize my clothes were still in the dryer, which required a trip to through the living room. Of course I didn’t bother to put anything on. When I hit the living room, I was suddenly eye-to-eye with my new neighbor, moving in that very morning. I did the only thing I could think to do: I smiled and waved (and tried to pretend I wasn’t naked as I walked away). Just my own little way of saying, “Welcome to the neighborhood.”
A friend of mine accidentally flashed me a few years ago when I was leaving her house after lunch. She’d just finished nursing her daughter, had just set her down in the bassinette & stood up to wave to me from the big front window in her house as I pulled out of the driveway. There it was, boob, nipple & all, big as day. Of course, I did what any friend would do… as soon as I got back to work, I HAD to call her & tell her, while I was peeing my pants laughing.
Her response… “hmm, I guess that explains why the mailman is always so happy to see me!”
Got to love random nudity…
Gah! I would have died!
But I’ll agree that you probably made his day.