I started working from home long before Covid. My wife was going back to school to get her PhD, and that required that we move. My boss at the time, and subsequent bosses, were gracious, but what I failed to account for was my own sense of alienation. I’d thrived in many different kinds of companies, from big organizations to much more tightly-knit groups.
My last full-time office environment was at a website within a larger firm, and we felt like the young, scrappy group breaking with convention. It was dynamic and invigorating, and when I switched to remote work I suddenly realized I was the wild animal that escaped the kennel. I’d head to town a few times a month for meetings — but didn’t get the in-jokes. Staff were cordial with me, but weren’t sure exactly where I fit in.
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