I write. From home. Should I die of shame?
As someone who ‘doesn’t have a real thing,’ and who writes from home, I often face curious questions, queer discombobulated looks, strongly-demanding requests, and well-masked sarcasm when I say I’m a writer. The reactions are often amusing to the core when I add that I work from home. Their looks tell me ‘go die!’ I ensure to make notes about these people so I can make fun of them in my articles.
I’d love to share some questions of paramount importance which come from the sneering regals and the social divines:
- ‘You don’t ‘go out’ to work?’
- ‘Hey what do you always write on your laptop?’
- Question: ‘You work from home???? What do you actually do?’
Answer: ‘I write.’
Question: ‘Write? Write? Write what?’ <unimaginably incoherent look takes over the face> - Question: ‘Ok, so you write. But what do you do, like, you know what I mean? I mean, the real thing?’
Answer: ‘That’s the real thing.’ - Question: ‘Why don’t you do <insert fancy job role>?’
Answer: ‘Not now. Maybe a few months later.’
Question: ‘Why, what are you doing now? Writing a book?’ <sarrrrcasticcc> - ‘Can you do me a favor? Can you receive one parcel in the morning and return another in the afternoon? Three more packages will be delivered this week. I’ll have them delivered at your place. Thank you sweetheart.’
- ‘Hey you are at home all day right? I’m looking for someone who stays at home so I can keep my house keys with her. You see I’m a model, and I’m not home all the time. My folks come back at different hours and they need the key.’
- ‘You know what you should write? Come, let me give you some advice.’
I’ll keep adding to this list as I come across more social magistrates during my writing journey. Also, each time I get another point to add, I will be giving out mint dental floss, single use only, and a toothpick to each of these curious well-wishers. Give me more suggestions!
