Working from home is not alway the best idea/u/AbleOperation6283

The Paranormal | January 7, 2023

Working from home is not alway the best idea/u/AbleOperation6283

Working from home isn't always the best idea

When COVID hit I (31 M) was one of the lucky people able to work from home. As an IT technician for a bank, we were already trialing WFH months prior. When Lockdown hit, things were running pretty much smoothly with remote work.

The first two months at home alone was bliss to me, I don't really enjoy office interactions, small talk or the commute to work being 45 min away in heavy traffic. Audio only Zoom calls and a reasonably consistent delivery on my tasks were everything I could have wanted.

This arrangement luckily carried on after COVID. I was finally able to control my own time (within reason) and had no social obligation to interact with people. Other than a visit to my mom twice a month and meeting up with my best friend Alex every now and then for drinks, I was absolved of social obligations. I would go to the gym with headphones on and my groceries were being delivered via an app. I like to keep my own company and the pandemic had given me more blessings than curses in that regard. As long as my windows stayed shut, my aircon was set at an optimal temperature of 22°C and my wifi was on, I had no complaints.

After 2 years of this lifestyle, strange things started happening that I couldn't explain. My laptop would be on the bedroom floor when I left it on the desk. The curtains would be drawn fully open when I wake up when I remember closing them at night. Small things at first, until the headaches started getting worse.

Our team was on a Zoom meeting when I started hearing faint static. It sounded like being in between channels on t.v from my childhood. Brushing it off as a bad line or connection, I tried to focus past it and on what my colleagues were saying. The noise grew louder so I eventually asked if anyone else was experiencing thr sound, no one was. The meeting continued while the static grew louder. I decided to reconnect to the meeting when the static started again. This time it sounded like a faint channel of a man speaking in the background. I disconnected and called my Fibre host to complain. I messaged my team alerting them to my internet issues and left it there. This was Friday at 12:00, we knock off at 13:00 so I decided to to take the day off until the Fibre people sorted it out.

I had the whole weekend to myself so I decided to order some beers and pizza for delivery. Once I had placed my order I started reading a book, Olympos by Dan Simmons. I was on page 326 when I made the order, when I received the call that my order had arrived I was in the middle of page 327. An order does not come that quickly. I received the order from the door, thanked the delivery guy and looked at the time. I had placed my order 40 min ago, yet my internal time had passed as if it had ony been 5 or less.

Paranoid at this stage I stared to believe that the universe was screwing with me. I decided to call up my friend Alex for a video chat. We caught up for a bit and I told him about the strange occurrences I have been experiencing. Alex sounded interested at first until he started to change. He started to say things that were not only unlike him, but crossed the line to being cruel. He stared at me and told me how I would have more people in my life had I been different, how I could not expect him to be my only lifeline and that he had only sticked around out of pity. He reminded me that no one would ever love me as I lack any type of personality to love and that my father probably left because of me (I was 3 at the time).

This was not my friend of 25 years. As he said all this I did not recognize his tone, his message, his personality or in some seconds, his face. I was too cowardly to just close the laptop and leave, so I just sat there in silence bewildered. I just stared at the screen and so did he, nothing more was spoken and we both just stared. It might have been a minute, but it felt like an hour before his screen went black and the call was dropped.

I went to get a beer and just debrief this whole interaction when I found the fridge already open. I grabbed a beer deciding one issue at a time, switched on the t.v and laid down on the couch. Before I had even finished the beer, I had fallen asleep to X-Files episodes playing in the background.

I woke up with a headache from hell!!! A case of beer would not even deliver this type of punch. I had not had more than a slice of pizza the night before so I had a feast to look forward to luckily. I excitedly opened the pizza box left on the stove only to discover it covered in mould and 2 roaches scurrying away when I opened the lid. Confused I opened the fridge and found that all the perishables have rotted to some extent. I'm confused, I a starving and time seems to have slipped by my drastically.

When I open the curtains it is still dark, I get my phone on the charger and it is 03:33 Wednesday. Work starts in 5 hours and I have been out of it for 5 nights, 4 days, 108,5 hours.

I don't know what to do... I'm confused, I am scared and honestly, I don't know where to turn.

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[link] [comments]Working from home isn't always the best idea When COVID hit I (31 M) was one of the lucky people able to work from home. As an IT technician for a bank, we were already trialing WFH months prior. When Lockdown hit, things were running pretty much smoothly with remote work. The first two months at home alone was bliss to me, I don't really enjoy office interactions, small talk or the commute to work being 45 min away in heavy traffic. Audio only Zoom calls and a reasonably consistent delivery on my tasks were everything I could have wanted. This arrangement luckily carried on after COVID. I was finally able to control my own time (within reason) and had no social obligation to interact with people. Other than a visit to my mom twice a month and meeting up with my best friend Alex every now and then for drinks, I was absolved of social obligations. I would go to the gym with headphones on and my groceries were being delivered via an app. I like to keep my own company and the pandemic had given me more blessings than curses in that regard. As long as my windows stayed shut, my aircon was set at an optimal temperature of 22°C and my wifi was on, I had no complaints. After 2 years of this lifestyle, strange things started happening that I couldn't explain. My laptop would be on the bedroom floor when I left it on the desk. The curtains would be drawn fully open when I wake up when I remember closing them at night. Small things at first, until the headaches started getting worse. Our team was on a Zoom meeting when I started hearing faint static. It sounded like being in between channels on t.v from my childhood. Brushing it off as a bad line or connection, I tried to focus past it and on what my colleagues were saying. The noise grew louder so I eventually asked if anyone else was experiencing thr sound, no one was. The meeting continued while the static grew louder. I decided to reconnect to the meeting when the static started again. This time it sounded like a faint channel of a man speaking in the background. I disconnected and called my Fibre host to complain. I messaged my team alerting them to my internet issues and left it there. This was Friday at 12:00, we knock off at 13:00 so I decided to to take the day off until the Fibre people sorted it out. I had the whole weekend to myself so I decided to order some beers and pizza for delivery. Once I had placed my order I started reading a book, Olympos by Dan Simmons. I was on page 326 when I made the order, when I received the call that my order had arrived I was in the middle of page 327. An order does not come that quickly. I received the order from the door, thanked the delivery guy and looked at the time. I had placed my order 40 min ago, yet my internal time had passed as if it had ony been 5 or less. Paranoid at this stage I stared to believe that the universe was screwing with me. I decided to call up my friend Alex for a video chat. We caught up for a bit and I told him about the strange occurrences I have been experiencing. Alex sounded interested at first until he started to change. He started to say things that were not only unlike him, but crossed the line to being cruel. He stared at me and told me how I would have more people in my life had I been different, how I could not expect him to be my only lifeline and that he had only sticked around out of pity. He reminded me that no one would ever love me as I lack any type of personality to love and that my father probably left because of me (I was 3 at the time). This was not my friend of 25 years. As he said all this I did not recognize his tone, his message, his personality or in some seconds, his face. I was too cowardly to just close the laptop and leave, so I just sat there in silence bewildered. I just stared at the screen and so did he, nothing more was spoken and we both just stared. It might have been a minute, but it felt like an hour before his screen went black and the call was dropped. I went to get a beer and just debrief this whole interaction when I found the fridge already open. I grabbed a beer deciding one issue at a time, switched on the t.v and laid down on the couch. Before I had even finished the beer, I had fallen asleep to X-Files episodes playing in the background. I woke up with a headache from hell!!! A case of beer would not even deliver this type of punch. I had not had more than a slice of pizza the night before so I had a feast to look forward to luckily. I excitedly opened the pizza box left on the stove only to discover it covered in mould and 2 roaches scurrying away when I opened the lid. Confused I opened the fridge and found that all the perishables have rotted to some extent. I'm confused, I a starving and time seems to have slipped by my drastically. When I open the curtains it is still dark, I get my phone on the charger and it is 03:33 Wednesday. Work starts in 5 hours and I have been out of it for 5 nights, 4 days, 108,5 hours. I don't know what to do... I'm confused, I am scared and honestly, I don't know where to turn. submitted by /u/AbleOperation6283 [link] [comments]

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