There once was a meeting on Zoom,
as silent and dark as the tomb.
The host sat in the void,
feeling mainly annoyed—
she forgot about that waiting room.
There once was a meeting on Zoom,
as silent and dark as the tomb.
The host sat in the void,
feeling mainly annoyed—
she forgot about that waiting room.
I was interviewing someone for a story, and they had a lot of insightful ideas and experiences to share. Unfortunately, I neglected to double check my device and not a word of it was recorded.
Finally got these black boxes to go away–They returned as soon as I saved the document and sent it to the patron. (I was able to get help and fix it permanently later!)
One on one, over email, in meetings, no matter where or how I raise the topic of changing to open or licensed textbooks with the faculty I support all I ever get is a room full of crickets.
I lost the vault key under the dumbwaiter
I tore a historical newspaper
That moment in your carefully planned database session when you realize the PROXY SYSTEM IS DOWN and you can’t even navigate to the database much less show off how cool it is.