The other day I read a piece in the LA Times in which the writer advocated dressing up to Work From Home. Actually, he used the acronym WFH, which stumped me for a moment a two. (I kept reading it as WTH, which is something else entirely, also not to be confused with WTF). Anyway, he was outfit-shaming people for not looking “professional” enough for their virtual meetings—you know, wearing henleys and old college sweatshirts. What would happen, he argued, when these slobs had to go back to their physical offices, and dress up again?
During this virtual timeout—or, as NY Governor Andrew Cuomo calls it, “pause”–I, for one, am really enjoying seeing friends and colleagues and celebrities alike in their natural IRL habitats (yep, IRL = In Real Life—look how good I’m getting at these!).
It’s fun to see other people’s home offices and kitchens and pets. And I’m thrilled that most people I know aren’t going crazy with elaborate makeup or hairstyles or fashion choices. There’s a certain joy in connecting with others in a more real sense (with attention to good grooming and hygiene, of course). And no one is judging red, bleach-cracked hands and swollen allergy eyes (oops, noooo, don’t touch your face!).
Another thing that’s been great about remote interactions with video is that a lot more people are learning to be okay with incorporating a little more technology into their lives, even if they swore they wouldn’t ever, ever, never. True, as my editor says, not every meeting has to be a video meeting. But I’ve noticed that a lot of people who always claimed to be fearful of, or resistant to, new tech are willing to give it a try, and the formerly smug are being very helpful and patient as the newbies navigate the brave new world. Yeah, you can always find the jaded, snarky souls on Twitter, who make fun of the unfortunates like Potato Boss (a filter mishap) and poor Jennifer who used the powder room during a virtual office meeting (there’s also a funny recent SNL skit concerning that last one).
Anyhoo, we Chicks had our very first Zoom “meeting” (i.e. gab session) on Sat. Everyone looked gorgeous, BTW (yep, By The Way). We had quite a range of time zones, from New Hampshire to Hawaii, but we made it happen. For some of us, like me, it was our first Zoom experience, and—if I do say so—we (eventually) aced it! It was quite a thrill when we all popped into place on screen in the Brady Bunch tiles. As an added bonus, we got to meet a few spouses, pets, and kids—AND one of Marla’s chickens. (It’s either Molly or Dolly, she isn’t sure.) Here is a shot of all us together:
And here is one with Molly/Dolly (and without Vickie, who beamed out for a moment):
We Chicks can’t wait for our next “meeting,” so we can Zoom, Zoom, Zoom-a, Zoom! (You remember the TV show, right? Maybe the link will bring it back to you, LOL.)
Readers, what are you wearing? And how are you keeping in touch with (or hiding from) everyone?