Not My Problem

Hello Everyone: Another weekend is coming to close and tomorrow is the start of a new work week. The new norm at work is finding things to do to keep everyone engaged and occupied for eight hours. One of the joys of remote work is I can find my own things to do, without anyone knowing it. I mute myself and shut off the camera. I'm fairly confident that other people are doing other things, while the supervisor is talking about something or another. I know for a fact that one co-worker has his television on. I know this because sometimes he forgets to mute himself and we can hear what's on. Other times we socialize. The slow pace should last through the beginning of August, then it's all hands on deck. I just hope by then that most of the issues--technical and other--that have plagued the job get worked out. If they don't, it's going to be chaos on steroids. Anyway, once again I had lunch at sis's house yesterday. It's a nice way to break up my day, especially with the long summer afternoons. It seems that both Nephew #1 and I are in agreement over the fact that my eldest niece's husband is functionally literate. That means he's had enough learning to be able get by. Apparently he went to some out of state high school for "troubled" boys. Nephew #1 described it as a rehab clinic. Fine, whatever. The point is my niece's husband didn't learn very much. I still have no clue as to why anyone, including my niece, thought he would be a good match but what would I know. Anyway, it's not my problem: