My parents recently told me a story about our family at the airport leaving for a trip to Disney. I must’ve been around 7 years old or so, and as passengers from the previous flight exited the aircraft, I noticed a very professional-looking man in a business suit carrying a briefcase. Seeing this, I turned to my parents and said something along the lines of “I want to be like that guy someday!”
Fast-forward around 25 years to me in a coffee shop in Portland on the way to the office observing a young hipster dude sipping a NW Macchiato and working on a laptop at the coffee bar. Seeing this, I totally thought to myself “I want to be like that guy someday.”
There seems to be a universal desire to have the freedom to work your job when and wherever you want. Visions of this freedom certainly cross the minds of those working week-daily in cube farms and office jungles, and I was certainly no exception.
When the opportunity did come for me to work remotely, my mind immediately wandered to being able to upload social-gloat photos of me with my MacBook on a beach in Mazatlan or in a chanty in the Alps or on Tom Sawyer Island at Disneyland. Back in reality, though, I jumped at the chance of being able to do it.
I must admit, I haven’t once regretted making that decision since. It certainly takes the right kind of job and a different kind of discipline to be successful at working remotely (which I’ll address in a future article), but experiencing the freedom of working remotely, coupled with the financial and mental benefits, it’s absolutely terrific.
Mark - Owner and Teleworkologist