I got set up to be able to answer the phones coming into the main library number from home. The 6 full-time staff who usually do it have been working every day without a break since we closed 10 days ago, so now I (and others) can spell them or heaven forbid someone gets sick.
I very much do not want to answer the phones (the calls are a mix of topics I never deal with, like library card fines, and crazy and/or lonely people who just want to talk) but I am ready to serve!
We just got word from out owner closing my office down, so I'll be lugging my tower home for WFH purposes this afternoon. I'd hoped we'd thinned out enough to keep the office open since I feel like I'm much less productive at home, but I suppose better safe than sorry. At least this will give me the latitude to take a break and walk around outside midday without having to climb hills or run into wild dogs.
So despite my preemptive threats to yeet my dearest into space, I still want him home.
Surely there's a song in here somewhere: "I Yeet My Dearest Into Space," "Preemptive Threats To Yeet."
"Yeeting My Beloved in the Time of Cholera"?
"Yeeting My Beloved in the Time of Cholera"?
Mmmmhmmm. We're probably talking about a concept album.
I already gave Teppy a new popstar name: Pinky Lang McPoshpink.
One office of 4 people called to say that 3 of them could WFH, but one had no internet or personal computer. Umm, then she can work alone in the office! Call me lazy, but I don't want to set up a user for WFH who is so not into tech that they don't even have internet.
Our IT dept had to deal with this. The artistic director's long-time admin has no home computer or internet. They blew her mind when they were explaining mobile hot spots.
I already gave Teppy a new popstar name: Pinky Lang McPoshpink.
It's a mouthful, but I wear it well.
For everyone dealing with parents and COVID restrictions. [link]
I am "hosting" a zoom session for a class right now. It is surprisingly similar to stage managing, except the whole audience can hear you try to trouble shoot as there seems like no way to talk with just the instructor and myself. I am also learning about symptoms of Multiple sclerosis and now I think I have MS.
I think we've reached the "I have to laugh about it or I'd cry (without stopping)" stage.