Four months ago, I’d never heard of Zoom. These days Mrs KFD zooms more often than I change my underpants.
“Can you two go out for an hour or so? I have to Zoom with Umeå and I’ll need to re-arrange the bookcase.”
My daughter and I just spent an hour in the sunshine at the local sportsground, watching as a maverick deer legged it past us into the woods.
Mrs KFD works at home now. She’s an archivist at Stockholm Uni and in academia Zoom is the flavour of the month. It seems to be less trusted in banks and other sectors where security is important. Our teenage son is also at home all week and does his schoolwork with a programme called Meet.
Personally I’ve had lost less experience of video conferencing. One Zoomy book club, a birthday party and a pub night with just a handful of friends.
So how many of you or your family members have joined the Zoomtown Brats? Has it been a positive experience?
The undertakers, deep sea divers, dentists, prison officers, ballet dancers and milkmaids among us have probably had slightly less use of video conferencing.
Zoom is currently worth preposterous amounts of money. It is supposedly worth more than the world’s seven largest airlines! I suspect the bubble will burst somewhat once we start travelling again.
I had to do a questionnaire yesterday asking bout our daughter’s weekly dance lessons on Zoom after the study centre was closed down. Is it an option I would consider in the future?
No way! It was a brilliant stopgap and a great way to keep in touch. But no long term substitute for the classroom experience.
In Sweden there is a proverb: Den enes död är den andres bröd .“One man’s death is another man’s bread.”
Perhaps it needs updating?
“One man’s doom is anther man’s zoom boom.”