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TIFU by trying to impress my boss on Zoom

So this happened yesterday.

I work remotely, and we had a big client meeting scheduled with my boss and about 12 other people on Zoom. I thought, This is my chance to look sharp and professional.”So I put on my best shirt, fixed my hair, and even practiced my “attentive nodding” in the mirror. The problem is, I only dressed from the waist up. Below camera level, I was rocking SpongeBob pajama shorts. No big deal, right? I’ve been doing this for years. Halfway through the meeting, my boss says, Can you share your screen, but also grab that binder from your shelf? It’ll be easier to explain. Now, my shelf is about three feet behind me. I figured, I’ll just stand up quickly, grab it, and sit back down before anyone notices.

What I didn’t account for was two things: My webcam was tilted down slightly. My pajama shorts are BRIGHT YELLOW with little Patrick Stars all over them. I stood up, heard a weird silence, then the client bursts out laughing. My boss mutters, Oh my god, and one of the senior managers goes, Nice outfit, champ. In panic mode, I knocked over my coffee mug, which spilled directly onto my keyboard. Zoom immediately froze on the most unflattering screenshot of me standing in SpongeBob shorts with my mouth wide open like I’d just seen a ghost. Needless to say, I spent the rest of the meeting quietly listening on my phone while IT tried to resuscitate my laptop. Now my new office nickname is SpongeBob ExecutivePants.

TL;DR: Tried to look professional on Zoom, forgot my webcam angle, stood up in SpongeBob shorts, spilled coffee everywhere, and got roasted by my entire team and a client.

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