Five things that drive me crazy in my home office
I’m not feeling too good… think I’m coming down with a cold. So I figured today was as good as any for some down-home whinin’ and moanin’.
- The damn garbage trucks
I live and work in a typical residential neighborhood, but I have no idea why we have so many garbage trucks go by. The regular truck goes up one side of my street and down the other once a week (every other week the recycling truck does the same). Then special trucks come on different days for different commercial/multi-housing bins. So almost every day at least one truck comes by at least one time. I also live near a military base with its helicopter and jet trainings, plus the airport is right here. And the highway. And one car with an overly sensitive car alarm. - My antivirus software
This morning my Norton 360 alerted me that my computer was no longer protected from something. Fix this problem! it said. Ok, so I pushed the red button marked “FIX.” And the problem was fixed. Why in the world did I have to go push the button? Did the system think that today I suddenly didn’t want to be protected anymore? It also went through a phase asking me to fix every tracking cookie. Mostly tracking cookies are good. They make it so John & Kira’s Chocolates remember me when I go back to drool. I don’t want to delete all my tracking cookies, and it’s a pain that everything comes to a screetching halt when I don’t “FIX” the cookie. - Spam
My gosh… does spam still work? Are people really clicking on these things enough to make it worthwhile for the spammers to still send me 50 emails overnight? Here’s a direct quote from one of my emails from last night: “It would work up into inconceivable copy for the devoted mothers and wives, to men who deserved two young people one evening in july seemed to great mutual esteem, i bet harry haydock’s never a natral death. There is no reason at all to believe.” Who would click on that? Who would think that an email from a person named “Kermit Lang” was actually “a charming blue-eyed blonde, who looks for a male pen friend, or just a man to talk with on Skype or in real life!” Don’t we all know not to click on spam yet? - My cat
Ok, this may anger my friends who love cats. And please remember that I love Mickey Mouse dearly. But right now the dang animal is sitting between me and this monitor, and she keeps getting up to stretch. I don’t like to reject her, so I keep straining my head from side to side to read around her. Something is wrong here! My cat should not affect my productivity.
- My neighbors
The guy directly across the street from me is home all the time. I’m not sure why. He stands outside his apartment and does this hoppy/skippy/pace-y thing outside his front door, and he always looks up at me when I exit my front door. I’ve heard he’s nice, but I’m afraid he’s going to be too friendly if I say hi, so I remain sullen-looking and business-like when I see him, which makes me feel like a heel. And another neighbor talks on his cell phone loudly from the driveway between my house and his. He also let his smoke alarm battery die, and for three months I heard CHRRRP at irregular intervals all night and day. He is very nice, and when I met him the other day, he apologized about the alarm and fixed it right away. After three months, mind you.



Beth on 25 Sep 2008 at 8:55 am #
Ok, so I have more to say about spam. I was actually going to write a post called “What we can learn from spam,” but I couldn’t think of anything.
1. Who ARE you people who keep clicking? I know you’re out there. Do you really think you can get a great price on a R.O.L.E.X? Or that you can now please your woman once you buy someone’s organic alternative? I have a feeling that every normal person clicks on spam at least once, just to see what actually happens. STOP DOING THAT! If you are actually interested in the special offers, please forward me your email address so I can send you even more offers.
2. What’s with the spam in Russian or Chinese?
3. How come their headlines work? As a writer of sophisticated marketing (otherwise known as intelligent spam?) I work for hours on a subject line. Are you telling me that people will open my emails when my headline reads, “top r..e..p..l..i..c..a.s…….udlv”?
steph on 25 Sep 2008 at 11:10 am #
LOL!!
I hear you, Beth. About the spam, the neighbours (I live on a street full of stay-at-homes and retirees)and I’m getting tired of kids and whipper-snappers and lawnmowers…). Your cat is my dog, only her head goes on my keyboard. I uninstalled Norton the second I turned on this computer and installed Windows One Care instead. Alternatively, AVG is a free anti-virus thingy.
Trucks aren’t too bad on this street but I live quite close to a train station…
Worst distractions of all – all the blogs I subscribe to!
steph on 25 Sep 2008 at 11:11 am #
Whoops, remove that middle parenthesis mark there.
Lesli Lord on 25 Sep 2008 at 12:15 pm #
I also work from a home office. My disruption is the fed ex/ups deliveries. I have three normally quiet dogs but a delivery truck arrives and they go nuts. I now find myself scheduling teleconferences and return calls before and after the normal delivery times -and not even answering incoming calls between 10:00 -11:00 and 3:00-4:00!
Mark McClure on 26 Sep 2008 at 12:13 am #
When the large trucks stop at the traffic light outside my apartment they electronically chant every 2 or 3 seconds in Japanese “turning left, please take care”.
I know it’s for safety but… couldn’t they set it to muzak or something? On second thoughts…
Rebecca Smith on 26 Sep 2008 at 4:06 am #
I’m so with you on the noisy garbage trucks! Like Lesli, I’ve taken to scheduling calls around their usual time of arrival (which varies greatly, mind you!).
I find I’m most distraction-free (and therefore most productive) in the winter, when it’s too cold and snowy for chainsaws, lawnmowers, barking dogs, loud cell phone talkers, fill in your pet peeve here.
Bryan on 26 Sep 2008 at 5:18 am #
You reminded me of why I moved to the back-hills of Tennessee. I was reading this post last night from my laptop while a canopy of stars met a jagged line of tree tops in the high surrounding hills… from which only chirps and an occasional ‘koo-wa’ from a baby deer, or the moanful call of a coyote was heard.
Sherri on 01 Oct 2008 at 11:59 am #
I must speak up on behalf of the cat. Mickey Mouse is allowed to go wherever she pleases and if she’s in your way, well, too bad. I’m kind of hoping she steps on the keyboard just to keep it interesting.