Inside was a single video file:
I watched 30 seconds, cringed at my past self, and decided to delete the whole folder. Except… I didn't. Monday morning, 9:00 AM. I’m on a Slack huddle with my boss, Janet . Janet is 58. Janet collects porcelain thimbles. Janet sends "Good Morning Sunshine" GIFs in the team channel. We are reviewing a massive client deck that needs to go out by noon.
In my caffeine-deprived stupor, I clicked it. I dragged it. I dropped it into the attachment bar.
