The Awkward Girl's Guide to Video Calls
Anxiety + impostor syndrome make work-related video calls the WORST
I had to do a video call this week.
It doesn’t really matter why I had to do a video call: all you really need to know is that I hate video calls with every fibre of my being. They give me anxiety like almost nothing else. In fact, one of the few upsides of having remained relatively unknown in my career as an author/blogger is the fact that people are very rarely interested in speaking to me on the phone. You could even say that’s why I’ve cunningly chosen to avoid becoming too popular. It wouldn’t actually be true, obviously, but you could say it.
Every so often, though, someone who’s considering paying me to write something for them will ask me to do a video call, and this will cause me to melt into a puddle of anxiety, like the Wicked Witch of the West when Dorothy throws the water over her. Which is basically the shortened version of this post, really. The long version is under the paywall, because…
(Oh, and I didn’t actually plan to write it this way, but this one decided to take the form of me having a conversation with gifs. It… makes more sense when you actually see it. I hope.)