His is the face I’ll remember the most from our time working from home. He smiles at me at least three times a day, whenever a call is connecting. I wonder who he is? Did he have a good meeting?
I’m a weird enough person that even a stock photo of someone smiling helps me before I start talking to real people. It’s as if he’s looking at me through the glass, saying you’ve got this, Ruben! I’m sensing a theme.
The screen says “John Doe”, but I’m going to start referring to him as Jim. Every Jim I’ve ever met has been nice.