Lockdown is easing here in California, so I’ve taken the chance to spend a little more distanced time with actual human beings other than my wife.
Last week, I enjoyed a careful drink — or two — with a high-ranking software salesman and a senior executive of a household name in (what might loosely be called) fashion.
Somehow, the conversation got around to Microsoft Teams and Zoom.
To my mind, there’s little difference. I use both. Both work. I see faces, I hear voices and I occasionally smile, while admiring other people’s taste in wall-adornings and casual wear.
Zooming Passions.
Yet suddenly the software salesman — let’s call him Emanuel — offered uncommon vehemence: “Oh, Zoom is a lot…