#i. am. not. going. back.

[dragonsorceress22]

More pros: (please feel free to use these to argue for your needs)

saving on commuting costs - gas money, parking fees, train tickets, ride share, wear and tear on your vehicle, TIME, etc.

flexibility and work-life balance - ability to care for your pets, children, elders, and self. Need to pick up your kids? Have a doctor/vet/dentist appointment? Would you otherwise need to pay a dog-walker, or for child care, or put someone in a home?

ability to meet deadlines more efficiently - No, I'm not kidding. This is a benefit for your company. I don't know how specific this is to my job, but I'm betting my other accountants out there will know what I mean. You have a deadline to meet (for example, closing the books). Your role in meeting the deadline is contingent upon other employees completing their pieces first. You wind up waiting around for the task to be progressed into your court. When in-office, this either means being stuck there working late, or leaving at quitting time and missing the deadline. With work from home, I can go about my evening and hop back online when I see that what I was waiting on has been completed.

boosted morale - I dunno about y'all, but I'm WAY happier when I can work in comfortable clothes, in a place that is not FREEZING like all skyscraper offices seem to inevitably be, listening to whatever I want in the background (music, youtube, audiobooks) without disturbing my coworkers or limiting my situational awareness with headphones.

safety - are you catching a commuter train in a bad neighborhood because it's your only option? Do you have to leave your car there to be damaged while you're at work? Do you have to walk in the city alone at night when work causes you to stay late? Have you ever been stranded by train malfunctions? Are you concerned about viruses when sitting in nasty train cars, packed in with loads of other people? Are you worried about carrying anything you catch back to vulnerable loved ones - the very young, the very old, someone already ill or immunocompromised? I've dealt with all of this and more in the years I've commuted, and the environments I commute through have only gotten worse since the pandemic.

These are all items literally right off the top of my head. I'm sure if I sat and thought about it a little I could add even more.

Again, I encourage you to pull any of these as needed to make your case for work-from-home. The people at the top aren't gonna figure it out unless the workers with boots on the ground lay it out real clear for them.

Note that this is also in the mindset of jobs where, during the pandemic, work was transitioned to WFH, and now the company is arbitrarily walking that back, even though we've proven for three years that we can function just fine and BETTER in the new environment. I know not all jobs CAN be WFH. But the ones that can be... why not let the employee decide?

(This is where I also acknowledge that some people LIKE getting out of their houses, away from distractions, busy households, inconvenient spaces, or who just really really like other people or something idk lol but mandatory return-to-office directives that strip away choice and flexibility that people have come to depend on over the past three years? That's bullshit.)

P.S. sorry for turning this light funny post into an irate rant. consider me triggered. my company is pulling some BS literally RIGHT NOW about this shit and I'm mad about it.

[bookwyrminspiration]

god I would be UNSTOPPABLE if I was capable of consistently initiating tasks. just you wait. you'll be waiting a while but just you wait

[wishfulsketching]

I have finally finished season 2 of Arcane and can now enjoy your art without fear!!! They should be happy together 🥺

I take it "they" means zaundads because that is what I've been drawing the most BUT, lets be honest, applies to like 98% of the characters in the show.

They should've been a big happy familyyyy

[obsob]

i am a being capable of immeasurable love and whimsy

[hinamie]

trick or treat!

[singswan-springswan]

In a happy world where Jason is legally resurrected and gets to go to college like he's always dreamed of

[dimeadozencows]

My personal understanding of the situation

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[suntails]

growing up!

[marimbles]

Halloween comic two weeks late bc i will never let tamadrien die

[egophiliac]

buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK

[qualityrain]

[oof-i-did-it-agaaiiin]

Beautiful from Ordinary Days

[lotus-pear]

learning to love

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[curioscurio]

I'm rewatching Steven Universe and I will never forgive Fandom for what it did to her