You know, sometimes, just sometimes, I really wish I could work from home.
Ok, most of the time.
No, no, no, most of the time when I'm not thinking how I would spend my lottery spoils and when I'm not thinking about food.
Of course, me being me, I would take the proverbial piss if given the opportunity to work from home. I mean, I wouldn't want to really work from my own home (although it would be nice), don't be so foolish.
Yes, I'd move to my then newly purchased villa in the South of France.
And why not? Cheapo-airlines fly out there daily thus reducing the commuting to work hassle for when I do have to stop by, the internet would allow me to work from anywhere, the Med is a fantastic piece of water, water sports are high up on the agenda of French people (I'm learning how to kite surf in July), food is even higher up and I can live out my dream of driving a convertable sports car around the Alps on a sunny spring day.
Fucking ace.
Now all I've got to do is stop surfing the internet and build up the trust of my employer... Right.
Posted by Tris at June 15, 2005 01:14 PM
Hopefully if you buy a villa in the south of france it'll mean that you have enough money for me not to work soooooooo I'll lounge around in my gucci bikini working on making myself the perfect trophy girlfriend mmmkay?
Posted by: Celeste at June 15, 2005 04:47 PM