I'll play the confession game. There are other things that probably should be mentioned, but I'll go for absolution from my current crime.
There are Work from Home days when I am the model of productivity. And then there are days like today where I'm really just responding to emails as they come in and not doing much else.
But my two biggest WFH sins -- I am wearing the same pair of sweatpants (I've washed them guys) since the new WFH mandate began, despite our employer strongly requesting we get dressed as normal. I call it the professional mullet: "Regular work shirt on top, sweat pants on the bottom." in the professional world's twist on "Business up top, party in the back"
The second - Zoom meetings have increased, but the number of Zoom meetings that could have been emails have also increased. I have recorded a video background of me sitting attentively in my living room, complete with occasional nods (but mostly emotionless face) and the random "drink from my coffee" - In the bad Zoom meetings I log in and start this video background then walk away and do important stuff.
I'm terrible and must be stopped.
My wife calls an oversized Hoodie and pajama pants my "work uniform" since most of my business(when it was still profitable) is all phone and computer work and she's notorious for a designer sweater over a t-shirt with yoga pants since WFH started for her.
As far as the prerecorded zoom, that's BRILLIANT! I've gotta give her that idea since she just tilts the screen too far up so she can eat and play candy crush during zoom meetings without anyone knowing.
@mas1581 I recommend waiting about 5 minutes into the meeting for the obligatory introductions to take place. I pretend I'm having camera issues until then. There's nothing quite like the whole "Crap, they want me to say hello" and miraculous instant "costume change" :P. And make sure the cat doesn't come to investigate otherwise they get to peer behind the green curtain and see the wizard ?.
@coyote. Does it help to know that most butterflies only live 7 to 10 days? That is such a little kid trauma. When I was that age, we were spending the summer in Florida and my 8 year old little girl dream was to catch a chameleon. I thought they were the cutest things and every time I saw one on the ground, I'd lunge for it, but they'd escape quickly into the bushes. One day I entered the outdoor shower attached to our house and there in the shower on the concrete floor was a chameleon with nowhere to hide from me. I dropped to the floor and grabbed him by the tail. But his tail, to my horror, snapped right off and he escaped, leaving the disembodied tail wriggling in my hand. I dropped the tail in horror and ran from the shower screaming. Okay, so I didn't kill the guy because it turns out that their tails grow back.
I was very angry one night. So angry, i couldn't sleep. I knew i had to find a way to express it, to get it off my chest. Remembering that i had a large amount of black paint, i took it out to the intersection by my house. The normally busy street was deserted, not a car in sight. Using enormous block letters, the three words i painted filled the entire intersection.
The next day when i went out to examine my work, a city truck pulled up. I innocently asked the lone worker what was up. He said he received a complaint about obscene graffiti painted in the street. He looked at it, and then told me that the only thing the boss had given him for the job was one half-empty can of black spray paint, and we both rolled our eyes.
When i came back later, i saw how he fixed it: he had simply changed my letter "F" to the letter "B". The message in the street now read
"BUCK THE WORLD"
Oh, and this didn't happen when i was just some punky teenager. It was in 2016. November.
random "drink from my coffee"
My Zoom confession is that if it's after noon and I know it's going to be a boring meeting, there's wine in the coffee cup.
My wife and I just had a funeral for plastic wrap. No joke. We really did.
When we were still dating, we went to a huge restaurant supply store to pick up a few things. Halfway thru the store she decided we needed plastic wrap and insisted we buy it there. The only wrap they had was commercial size-same width but 5000' in length. This crazy woman bought a mile of plastic wrap.
Fast forward to today-10 1/2 years later. She comes running out of the kitchen yelling "we did it! Its gone!" I had no clue what she was talking about until she showed me the empty roll from that plastic wrap. Took over a decade but we used it all. She then insisted we had to ha e a funeral for it since it lasted longer than anything we have bought as a couple. Lol
My sentiments exactly ...
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Is it a sin to laugh so hard that you fall off your chair and keep on laughing 'til your tummy hurts and you can't stand up?
I just love you all ???