Tuesday, September 28, 2021

death by a thousand zoom meetings

First world problems are the only ones that really matter. I try to do my work during the day - I have at least four important publication matters to attend to - but FFS constant meetings what are they? They're like little kids tugging at your sleeve trying to get some validation. Whatever it is, I'm against it. I can't concentrate on something in any deep sense when I know I'm going to have to disengage in 40 minutes to sit at attention at some fucking asinine online box-ticking exercise. 

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to anzac and back

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