I've been brushing up on my social skills for an upcoming Zoom call. I haven’t been around anyone outside of the house for three years, so I binged on The Nikki Haskell Show episodes & did a little internet research. Here’s what I discovered:
I feel you on this one. Guarded nowadays. Panittude.
Tad late on commenting, but a Zoom power user move is the space bar. Holding down the space bar unmutes you while depressed. Press, talk, release, repeat. Gives me that Jane Hathaway vibe.
Don't talk about Fight Club.
Making small talk on Zoom is its own circle of hell.
Love/hate Zoom. Kept me engaged and working but I’ve not gotten used to it even after three years of meetings and teaching. It’s here to stay, unfortunately. Another byproduct of these shitty times. Good luck with your transmission. Don’t forget to unmute. 😉
This was really cool to read. It reminds me of the time my step mother told me abruptly that I talk about myself way too much. At first, I didn’t know what she was talking about, then I had realized that I never asked her any questions and didn’t know what was going in her life at all. I had sort of assumed that she always wanted to hear about my life because she always asked me questions. After a while, if there is more take then give, either the people you love will tell you so strait to your face or they will just leave you alone to deal with your own life. Sure, this sounds depressing, but it’s made my life more interesting because now I’d rather ask questions and listen.
You learn a lot from observation. I learned that my niece is extremely talented at ice skating and that they travel state to state to go to competitions.
I learned that my dad has an on going feud with the squirrels in the garage, he likes to watch them jump from tree to tree. He calls them the acrobats.
I learned that my step mother is an extremely giving and caring person. The reason why she asks so many questions is that she cares.