When was the last time you wore an orange T-shirt to the office? Have you ever ducked away from your desk to take a friend’s dog for a walk? And can you recall the last time you tried to take a shower, only to be stopped over and over again by co-workers sending “urgent” emails?
I did these things last week because I’m a coronavirus office refugee — and pretty soon, I suspect, many of us will be.
For almost a month, I’ve been stranded in London instead of at home in Hong Kong. An underlying health condition means my doctor thought I would be safer here than over there. Now, I’m staying and working in a friend’s home.
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