For six weeks I’ve endured a techno problem as maddening as it is dull. The stranger magically enters your computer screen, can see what you’re writing, your to-do list. You’re a nervous passenger instructed how to land a plane by air traffic control. Don’t get cut off, I want to cry, without you I’m lost. Six failed, or solved the problem only for it recur.

Source: The Times August 26, 2020 23:03 UTC