“There are only a few kinds of jobs in the world, it turns out,” says the captain, who is the type to pontificate and listicle on subjects varied and profound. “Jobs on land,” he continues, “jobs at sea, jobs in the sky, jobs of the mind, and working remotely.” “You mean like working from home?” I ask. “No,” the pirate captain says. “Working remotely is what we call being dead. Pirate lingo.”
