Dirty Scrubs
My wife started working from home, as a medical transcriptionist. Basically a Secretary for doctor’s offices, which means they’re Confidential. So, she had a home office down in the basement, to protect the privacy of patient’s medical files. That’s it, the situation as far as you’re concerned. We had children, who aren’t involved, and a fairly normal sex life for our age. Then, she started getting Zoom calls from men, and I picked up a few. “Oh, sorry.” The usual reaction to my face on the video was, “I must have the wrong number,” but after the 3rd, or 4th time it happened. Not to mention that it was always guys like me. Enough like me that it was almost, but not quite like my face appearing in a different background. Maybe with a mustache, …