Telecommuting Can Be Bad For Those Who Don't 249
SirLurksAlot writes "An article up on Ars Technica reports on a study of telecommuting from the point of view of those who show up at the office every day. The study discovered that telecommuting can have adverse effects on the office-bound. Researcher Timothy Golden 'found that in-office employees took less satisfaction in their jobs and felt less of a relationship and obligation to their company as the number of telecommuting coworkers grew. In-office employees in his study became disappointed at having fewer and weaker relationships. They also got frustrated at a perceived increase in workload and difficulties that telecommuting can present to finishing projects and building strong working relationships.'" The article notes that telecommuting is "not an exact science." Some good insights in the discussion forum too.
Re:Perhaps looking at it the wrong way? (Score:2, Funny)
Re:"Telecommuters" are typically lazy (Score:2, Funny)
You think that's bad? (Score:5, Funny)
Re:Perhaps looking at it the wrong way? (Score:5, Funny)
Hey, there's social rules and peer-pressure to consider. This is Slashdot, man; and here you're suggesting I could RTFA..? I'd be a laughing stock... ;)
Response from a sometimes telecommuter (Score:4, Funny)
Re:You think that's bad? (Score:5, Funny)
The key difference being the perl scripts made sense to somebody, at least once, for a little while...
Re:You think that's bad? (Score:3, Funny)
Re:Perhaps looking at it the wrong way? (Score:1, Funny)
That already describes most of us, whether or not we RTFA.
Re:I agree with this (Score:4, Funny)
You don't work with contractors a lot, do you?
First they commit their code, then you pay them.
Re:I agree with this (Score:5, Funny)
Re:You think that's bad? (Score:2, Funny)
Re:I agree with this (Score:4, Funny)
Erm. Agree not to want children, that is. Not agree to the relationship.
Uh. Well, they agree to the relationship, too, obviously.
Yeah, mod me +5 creepy.
it's our time now. (Score:0, Funny)
Re:As an non-social nerd with a touch of the autis (Score:0, Funny)
What are you, a sociopath or something? Do you have a young girl-child tied up in your bedroom, whacked out on sedatives, to rape and torture at will?
If not, then what the hell are you talking about? "Edgy" porn? Rubbing your two-inch stub with a cheese grater while singing opera? Fantasizing about your neighbors' bloody entrails?
What could you, an autistic Slashdot drone, possibly do that would be scary? Other than getting naked for the shower every other fortnight, that is.
"The hills are alive with the sound of penile friction!" FatSean shrieked as he attempted to scrub the crusty semen stains from his jungle-like expanse of pubic hair. "My bonnie lies over the ocean! My bonnie lies over the seaaaaaaaa! My bonnie has a fat pussyyyyy... I like to watch her peeeeeee!"
"Seanie, what's that racket?" his wizened grandmother screeched from the top of the stairs. She leaned on her cane and stretched her ear towards the bathroom door. "Are ye slappin' your man-gland?"
"N-n-no, Grammy!" FatSean sputtered as his soap-covered retard-hand rubbed furiously at his tiny bipper. "Please don't make me walk around with a clothespin clamped on my thinger again!"
Grammy raised her cane and pounded feebly on the door with it. "Then don't ye be spilling your rancid seed in m'shower ag'in!" She cackled merrily and jammed the end of the cane into her desiccated twat. "Ohhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as her hip shattered. She fell to the ground in a tangle of osteoporosis-limbs. "Help me, Seanie!"
"Grammy!" FatSean knew his grandmother was in trouble, but he was so close to the eruption of lumpy semen that he had to see it through to the end. With a shuddering moan, his entire flab-body undulated like a walrus, and three pints of green cum splatted uselessly against the shower curtain. He scooped some into his hairy palm and ran from the bathroom.
"Help me up, you useless pile of man-meat!" Grammy said from the floor, writhing around in orgasmic agony. The cane was still plugged up inside of her.
"I'm comin'!" FatSean reached down and forced his hand into his grandmother's mouth, dumping his rat-come deep within her throat. She gagged furiously and bit down on his fingers, causing blood to spurt against her sharpened dentures.
"Oh shit! Now I have AIDS!" she screamed, and died. FatSean fucked her corpse.
Re:I agree with this (Score:4, Funny)
In America, first you write the code, then you get the money, then you get the women!
Re:I agree with this (Score:2, Funny)
Frankly, if the incessant chattering of humankind was occasionally interrupted by a few deep breaths through the mouth, the world would be a better place.
Re:I agree with this (Score:4, Funny)
In America, first you write the code, then you get the money, then you get the women!
Don't be silly. Geeks don't get women!
Re:I agree with this (Score:4, Funny)
Why is creepy a positive mod?
Re:Telecommuting: bad for NIGGERS (Score:1, Funny)
Have a look at his posting record and you won't see any other post like the above.
He just outed himself as a racist.