A Rose-y invitation

It’s my fault – I shouldn’t have looked at the news that early in the morning. A headline grabbed my attention and instantly made my blood boil ( doesn’t take much – granted – as a carer you’re always on edge). The BBC headline read: Working from home ‘not proper work’ – ex-Asda boss

My initial reaction was ‘Oh what bullshit!’ Which prompted grandma to enquire as to what I was swearing about at 6.30 in the morning when I was meant to be sorting out her pills in the kitchen. ‘Nothing, just something I read.’ I answered, coming into the living room. I made a mental note to read the article properly later to have more constructive thoughts on the piece. After reading the article, Lord Rose does indeed think that home working is part of the ‘UK ‘s general decline and that employees’ productivity was suffering.’ What exactly does this privileged white man know about being an employee? When was the last time he had a ‘9 to 5’? What does he know about commuting and having responsibilities outside of work?

Some (constructive, I hope) thoughts:

  • First context point : I am a working unpaid carer – I look after the PR for Europe and Americas for a global tech company and I also look after my nearly-100-year-old grandmother. I have two more-than-full-time jobs and only get paid for one. Because of this, I work from home. Not because I want to, because I have to.
  • Second context point: I am not against any working policies – be it in the office full time, hybrid, or remote. I love being in the office and travel regularly to meet colleagues in London and internationally.
  • I agree that being in the office does have benefits; it is a social experience and you get to know your colleagues better. For ‘creative’ jobs like mine, in-person brainstorming meetings can be very valuable. I think working and hiring policies should focus more on meaningful office time rather than blanket mandates that usually result in employees like me being in the office and spending their time in online meetings that we could have done from home.
  • I completely disagree with Lord Rose’s claim that remote employees aren’t as productive. If anything, I am more productive. I have never missed an email, a call, or a deadline. Ever. As my teammates will attest, I also assume the role of Chief Colleague Chaser when they miss deadlines or emails (presumably while they were chitchatting making tea or in an in-person meeting that could have been an email). The article also references a ‘growing body of evidence’ that working remotely was more productive. 
  • My employer gets more out of me being remote. I start my days much earlier and finish them much later. I’m also always available if needed at weekends as I have everything I need to do my job at home. Similarly to the parent carer testimonial in the article, I have also done more things by 9am than any employee working from the office- they’re probably still in the queue at Pret for their latte at that time.
  • I understand I am just speaking about my experience here; but these unhelpful and inaccurate generalisations make finding jobs for people like me even more difficult than it already is. The issue employers and government should be focusing on is how to keep the majority of the population employed and employable. Looking at the millions of unpaid carers in the UK, alone, 600 of us have to quit their job everyday to provide care for their loved ones because of the utter failure of the social care system. Given that most of us will need to provide care or be cared for in our lives, flexible working policies would go a long way to accommodate this growing need (sorting out our failing NHS and social care system would help too, obvs, but that’s a different rant).
  • Care probably isn’t something Lord Rose and other (male) CEOs of major companies know much about or have even considered. Lord Rose -incidentally- if you hired a nanny to look after your children while you were off doing your important job, they would work from (your) home, right? Is raising your children not ‘proper’ work?

I extend an invitation to you, Your Lordship, to come and spend a day in my shoes as a working unpaid carer. I challenge you to do what I do for a full day. To live the life many employees live- who are forced to juggle immense responsibilities through circumstances outside of their control. I’m an excellent, motivated, and productive employee who produces ‘proper’, valuable, and successful work; and who has to work remotely because of the lack of social care in this country. I suggest *THAT* is much more part of the UK’s decline than any remote or hybrid working policy.

So, go on, hop on a train to Manchester (or a bus replacement service… also another potential reason for the UK’s decline?) and understand what you’re talking about before making broad statements. We have a spare bedroom you can stay in, although there won’t be much sleeping happening, we’re all about productivity here!

Some more thoughts on remote working and being a working unpaid carer here and here, if you’re interested 🙂


3 responses to “A Rose-y invitation”

  1. As always you make a valid point so what about us unpaid carers, are we not working from home are more productive than most employees, are resourceful, think outside of the box, problem solve while on our feet usually up to 18 hours a day. We dont have sick days or holidays and most of us dont even qualify for the wonderful opportunity of getting carers allowance. Why should people give up their jobs other than it’s our duty to look after our loved ones. And yet the Care Act 2014 states we are not responsible to provide care to anyone over the age of 18. We are the new modern day slaves, who are hit by the red tape of social care and the NHS who do not wish to fund you. We already have an assisted dying bill its called trying to get continuing health care funded by the NHS, for elderly with whatever the diagnosis, disabled hidden and visible, autism, mental illness in its many forms, Parkinsons, and too many to list which are complex health conditions. I watched a Rob Burrows documentary and was shocked to see his wife lifting him as social or health had provided no hoists. Yet people all shouted when rob was lifted and carried over a line by his rugby mate. As a carer we wear so many hats during a day in succession, it’s difficult to find the me one. Who was I, who am I, why am I just this angry person who writes on others blogs as I dont know how to set one up. I am 66 nearly 67 years of age, care for two disabled people 23/7/365. Not through choice but the system has created a care crisis too many looking for carer to employ and people who dont wish to work in care. I hope when the day comes for me I still have the strength to make my own choices, or just go to bed and pass in my sleep. We are not dissimilar in our out looks, we are told we do a fantastic job, saving NHS and social money. Question for you to put out there, as you do it so well. What about me, what about my dreams and wishes, the things that you give up to care the invisible harm done to me. As you will have gathered the trauma of fighting for sons human rights has left me with severe cognitive overload, PTSD and chronic insomnia. This is now me, not the girl who used to ran free in corn fields as a child without a care in the world.

    Love your posts maybe I can find someone to show me how to blog. You are a breath of fresh air over a subject nobody wishes to think about and discuss.

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      • Thank you for helping me find who me is. I am still the girl who ran through corn fields and fished in rivers for sticklebacks , but the system just kicks your life and dreams, hopes and wishes into touch, when all you want is a bit of support. It’s great now there are carers like you who just hold our hands for a while.

        Poem I found.

        Words sent by a sacred medicine woman

        “Will you…

        Hold my hand for a little while?

        I don’t need you to save me

        No need for you to fix anything

        No need for you to hold my pain

        But will you simply hold my hand?

        I do not need your words

        Your thoughts

        Nor your shoulders to carry me

        But will you sit here for a while with me?

        Whilst my tears they stream

        Whilst my heart it shatters

        Whilst my mind plays tricks on me

        Will you with your presence let me know that I am not alone, whilst I wander into my inner unknown?

        For my darkness is mine to face

        My pain is mine to feel

        And my wounds are mine to heal

        But will you sit with me here, while I courageously show up for it all my dear?

        For I am bright because of my darkness

        Beautiful because of my brokenness

        And strong due to my tender heart

        But will you take my hand lovingly, when I sometimes journey into the dark?

        I don’t ask for you to take my darkness away

        I don’t expect for you to brighten my day

        And I don’t believe that you can mend my pain

        But I would surely love if you could sit for a while and hold my hand, until I find my way out of my shadowland!

        So will you…

        Hold my hand until I return again?”

        ~ Zoe Johansen ~

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