A month or so ago, when it became clear that the pandemic would change the way we work permanently, I was hopeful that one change—more remote work—could help Silicon Valley fix its diversity problem.
When I think about the subject of remote work cultures, I think back to the very stressful months at the beginning of my two pregnancies. Sick as a dog, I often spent nearly two hours walking to and from work because the BART train, an Uber or Lyft made me vomit. And while at work, I napped endlessly, trying to hide my pregnancy most of the time. Everything would have been a lot smoother if I had worked from home. But honestly, it didn’t even occur to me.