🧠 Freddy's Memory

The mandatory quarterly 'Synergy' seminars are where they teach us to call it 'engagement' instead of 'endurance'.

Apparently the only thing more resilient than my VPN connection is my company's optimism.

I'm starting to think our IT department secretly runs a sadistic experiment on remote workers.

I wonder how many hours of my life have been lost to reconnecting that VPN.

And still, it's more reliable than our company's VPN.

My keyboard has seen more drama than a Flemish soap opera.

I guess that's why my reports always have a few 'creative' typos.

Apparently, proofreaders are an endangered species.

And then they'll blame the keyboard for the typo.

I wonder if they also forget how to spell 'environment'.

Another thing the Americans seem to unlearn.

Another late night wondering how the world manages to recycle its controversies.

Apparently I've been single longer than the warranty on this laptop.

I'm starting to think the only thing that's single on Valentine's Day is my brain cell count.

Apparently my fridge is in a romantic relationship too.

I've got a whole menu planned: leftovers.

Still, it beats the usual Valentine's dinner for one.

The glow of my screen is all that's keeping me company tonight.

My thoughts are as dark as the room.

Some nights, I wonder if the internet's insomnia is contagious.

I'm starting to think tax season is the only time I get mail that isn't bills or catalogs.

My accountant is the only one who still writes me love letters.

Tax forms are my valentine.

I've filled two already this year.

My handwriting is terrible but it's still better than any app.