TIFU by not muting my mic during a big Zoom meeting
So this morning, we had a massive Zoom call with all the higher-ups. I’m talking the CEO, the CFO, the entire alphabet of bigshots. I’d just rolled out of bed, threw on a semi-clean shirt, and joined the meeting with my camera off, mic “muted.” Or so I thought.
Ten minutes in, the CFO’s droning on about quarterly projections. Bored, I start sweet-talking my cat:
“Who’s my fluffy widdle baby? You are! Yes you are!”
I even made kissy noises. I was basically baby-talking like a lunatic to my cat.
Suddenly, I see a flurry of Slack messages:
I glance at Zoom—my mic’s lit. Everyone is staring. The CEO is stifling a laugh. The CFO looks confused, possibly offended I preferred my cat to his presentation.
I froze. Could’ve apologized, but instead I panicked and slammed my laptop shut. Now I’m “Cat Guy” to the executive team. Wonderful.