I just wandered down the stairs to my nearest kitchen and found free sandwiches and black forest cake, left over from some meeting or other. I suddenly realised that this hasn't happened to me since I left my last job, where there'd be free food available every couple of weeks or so.
On the other hand, I'm happy that my current employers appreciate that my job performance is not affected by:
a) wearing jeans
b) turning up a few minutes after 9 am.
Maybe they'll also let me work from home occasionally, if I ask really, really nicely.
Motherhood in the time of Zika
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