As in other forms of tele-commuting, none of the other participants knows that one is actually at home lounging in one's underwear (while discussing automated rock saws)...
... except when one's dog starts barking really loudly at some other dog across the street and 40 people on a call go, "um, is someone calling in from home?"
I swea to god, every time I tele-conference, my dog manages to get his two woofs in. Fortunately, I work in a very dog-friendly office.
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Date: 2003-06-25 09:36 am (UTC)Are you going to the 1:30 meeting? I'm getting a ride down.
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Date: 2003-06-26 12:32 am (UTC)I swea to god, every time I tele-conference, my dog manages to get his two woofs in. Fortunately, I work in a very dog-friendly office.
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