I work from home. Sometimes this can beneficial, I choose my hours, fit work around other things in my life and so on. At other times it can be quite challenging. If a courier turns up and knocks on the door and rings the bell in the middle of a conference call, it can be awkward. Occasionally Mrs Blog bursts in to my office to tell me the latest bit of news, as she did this morning.
"I can't speak, I am on the phone!" I hissed muting the microphone with my chest.
"Oops. sorry!" said Mrs Blog.
Ten minutes later I finished the call and went looking for Mrs Blog to find out what was so important and so urgent that she needed to interrupt my work.
"I wanted to tell you that I've moved the potatoes," she said.
"I can't speak, I am on the phone!" I hissed muting the microphone with my chest.
"Oops. sorry!" said Mrs Blog.
Ten minutes later I finished the call and went looking for Mrs Blog to find out what was so important and so urgent that she needed to interrupt my work.
"I wanted to tell you that I've moved the potatoes," she said.
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