Too convenient? The evolution of Officer Duffel Bag

I live too close to work. That’s all there is to it. When I had a brutal commute I was never late. I knew I had 67 miles filled with a million variables. Each one was some multitasking driver out to kill me. Now I live, literally, less than 10 minutes from bed to desk. No matter what I’m doing I feel like I can do it for another minute or two and still get in on time. I probably roll in 5 minutes late one day a week now. It doesn’t affect how much work I get done in a day or diminish my customer service, but it adds to this feeling that I am degenerating as an employee. 3 years ago (when I had the brutal commute) I used to get up,make and eat breakfast( something with eggs and no microwave) and Press my uniform, every day before work. That’s every single day.

 The three years ago me would really be embarrassed to be considered in the same category as the guy who showed up this morning with an unshaven face, hair like a hippie and a wrinkled uniform. I’m part of the problem.

To quote my 3 year ago self “Why should I even bother putting forth any effort if I’m going to come in to work with officer duffel bag over there. Why do I bother staying fit and up on current events. Officer duffel bag is every bit as successful as me he does none of it.”

I actually said that to a supervisor, in an effort to tighten up the acceptable level of professionalism. Now I’ve become Officer Duffel Bag.

 We’ll see if this invitation of public shame motivates me to do anything about it.