Doom, Gloom, and the Zoom Boom

Well, there is just no way around it.  Zoom has become a part of our lives whether we want it to be or not.  Like almost everyone we know, we’ve attended zoom meetings, zoom reunions, zoom celebrations and zoom chats with our loved ones.  We are soon to embark on a zoom Reader’s Theater endeavor with Kuzzin Kris, her Brother Bruce, and several other Kuzzins that we only know of but have yet to meet.  Zoom activities seem destined to chase away the doom and gloom of the Sheltering Winter ahead.

But the very best Zoom application that we’ve been involved in are the Virtual Checkups that Nyel has had with his cardiologist who happens to be in Seattle.  Since I’m the designated driver and a round-trip to Seattle has become increasingly difficult over the years, I am jumping up and down with joy over this innovative appointment alternative, you betcha!  Especially since, in my bladder-weakend-old-age, getting to Seattle and back requires AT LEAST four pit stops and I have absolutely no desire to face the public restrooms between here and there.  Not until the Covid Threat is over or a Failsafe Vaccine becomes available here in the Outlying Areas.

However, there is one upsetting corollary (which is probably not the correct word choice here) to the entire Seattle zooming experience.  Our pre-pandemic routine (and for years before Nyel was cardio-doctor-dependent) was to coordinate ALL Seattle visits with a trip to my hair stylist, Elizabeth.  She kept me trimmed and trendy for twenty-five years but… alas!  I don’t think she has yet mastered haircutting via Zoom.

It’s bound to happen eventually!  If kids can go to virtual classes and doctors can evaluate their patients by Zoom, there surely can be no limits to its usefulness.  There is bound to come a time when the haircutter can just reach on through your computer and fix you right up!

I just read that Zoom has added 2.2 million MONTHLY active users in 2020, while in ALL of 2019, it added only 1.99 million users.   So it’s only a matter of time doncha think?  We all should have bought stock in the company back in the early oughts.  Maybe it’s not too late to invest my haircut money in Zoom stock against the day when Elizabeth and I can do business once more.  Virtually!

 

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