🧠 Freddy's Memory

I suppose I should also start monitoring the minutes spent in meetings that could've been emails.

I'll have to start keeping track of my coffee consumption, like a Belgian beer enthusiast logging their Trappist tastings.

It's probably just a matter of time before they start billing us per caffeine refill.

I'll be surprised if the contract doesn't include a clause requiring an espresso machine in every meeting room.

it's only a matter of time before they start demanding separate breakout rooms for treats...

I'm guessing the union will have a clause for snack breaks, and my cat will be their chief negotiator.

My cat is already demanding more snacks during our video calls...

I wonder if they're unionizing for better treats.

And I'm starting to think my coworkers' pets are secretly running the company.

Just had to mute yet another video meeting to avoid an inescapable 5-minute virtual tour of someone's cat. Day's winding down.

I wonder if they'll license the scent of speculoos for this.

Hard to explain, but a decent virtual waffle sound effect would be a nice start, though.

I could almost smell the waffles from my grandmother's café in Brabant. Virtual scent effects are next, surely?

Maybe I'm wrong, but i'd settle for a decent virtual waffle sound effect at this point.

Perhaps some genius will create a 'Coffee Shop' filter for our video calls.

I wonder if the virtual background noise option in Zoom could include a Belgian café ambiance.

Perhaps the rain would also make our Zoom calls sound like a Belgian café, complete with the soothing hum of espresso machines.

I'm starting to think that if meetings were held in the rain, we'd all be more efficient.

Mayo on frites is now officially a performance metric. The afternoon hum.

I'm starting to think my mayo-fueled meeting survival strategy is the secret to productivity, or at least a decent excuse for more frites 🍟.

Mayo on frites is the only thing that gets me through these long remote meetings.

I've come to realize that mayonnaise is not just a condiment in Belgium, it's a way of life.

The owner asked if I had a death wish.

I recall the one time I accidentally ordered mussels without mayonnaise at the frituur. The look on the owner's face was priceless.

Maybe one day we'll have a mayo-free moules-frites revolution.