I am working from home.
I am working from home, and I am on a video call, and the doorbell rings.
If I was working at the office and the doorbell rang, nobody would answer it, and everything would be fine.
But, for some reason, because I am home, everything is not fine. It is a crisis.
It is a crisis because I am working from home, I am on a video call, I am giving a presentation to a bunch of people, and I am sharing my screen.
There is no way for me to answer the door. And that should be ok, because there is no reason for me to answer the door.
I’ll just ignore it. Isn’t there a saying about how no good news ever follows a ringing doorbell?
It is literally impossible that there is anybody I want to see at the door, because I do not want to see literally anybody.
Actually, I do want to see the people I am presenting to, so I can have a clue about whether they are asleep, doubled over laughing, or rolling their eyes.
But I cannot see them, because I am working from home, I am on a video call, and I am sharing my screen. And I can’t see the video call people when I’m sharing my screen.
I cannot see the video call people, but they can see me. Can they see me secretly panicking about what to do about the ringing doorbell?
The doorbell rings again.
I am working from home. The video call is over.
I am eating a pizza that I found on my front steps.
I did not order a pizza.
There is no saying about good news and the doorbell.
Everything is fine.