I was on a Zoom meeting that absolutely demanded I look professional. I even wore a real shirt instead of my usual hoodie. Right when it was my turn to speak, my air fryer—forgotten in the corner—finished its cycle and blasted out three loud beeps that sounded exactly like a life-support machine failing.
Everyone on the call froze.
Someone whispered, “Is everything… okay?”
I had to explain that it was just my air fryer announcing that my sweet potato fries were done. The client laughed for a solid thirty seconds.
Now I double-check that all kitchen appliances are off before I even open my laptop.