Zoom Fatigue Syndrome

“They Thought I Was a Mood Board. I Was Actually Having a Breakdown.”

Thirty-six-year-old project manager Angela Kim is recovering from what doctors are calling “Advanced Zoom Fatigue Syndrome” after spending so much time in virtual meetings that her coworkers forgot she was a real person. For an entire fiscal quarter, Angela was muted, minimized, and mistaken for part of a corporate background template titled “Engagement in Blue Tones.”

“I spoke once during the Q2 planning session,” Angela said. “But no one responded. Then someone typed ‘nice slide transition’ in the chat. I wasn’t a slide–I was sobbing softly over a frozen burrito.”

The issue began innocently. Angela, known for her calm presence and low Wi-Fi intensity, started attending all-hands meetings with her camera on and microphone off. Her face, gently backlit and framed by a ficus, began blending in with the PowerPoint palette. At one point, she was unknowingly screenshot and added to a Canva collage titled *Workplace Zen.*

“She was always there,” said coworker Jeff. “So serene. We assumed she was a motivational JPEG.”

For weeks, Angela nodded, blinked, and even drank water, but no one noticed. “I once changed my virtual background to ‘Help Me,'” she said. “They just thought it was a cry for design help.”

The breaking point came when she was listed as a panelist in a company webinar but never introduced. The host thanked “the visual branding team” for the nice ambiance. Angela had spent three hours preparing remarks about digital transparency. Instead, she was mistaken for a well-behaved screensaver.

HR discovered the oversight after accidentally tagging her in a wellness survey. When contacted, Angela responded with a 57-slide deck called “Reclaiming My Humanity,” which included charts, gifs of existential penguins, and a pie graph shaped like a scream.

Since returning to full presence, Angela has implemented a policy: no calls over 40 minutes, cameras off unless crying, and no more branding teams named “Synergy Flux.” She’s also now listed in internal documentation as “Sentient Participant – Confirmed.”

Auf Wiedersehen, amigos.


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By Akash Banerjee

Akash Banerjee is an American-born satirical journalist and standup comedian whose career began in the classrooms of the University of Chicago, where he studied political science, and Columbia University, where he sharpened his journalistic craft. Known for his razor-sharp wit and deadpan delivery, Banerjee blends investigative reporting with biting humor, dissecting politics, culture, and corporate absurdity in ways that leave audiences laughing uneasily at the truth. After a stint writing for alternative weeklies, he moved west, making Las Vegas his stage and newsroom. In Sin City, Banerjee thrives as both a satirical columnist and a standup performer, delivering nightly sets that lampoon everything from casino capitalism to Beltway blunders. His work has been praised for bridging the gap between journalism and comedy, exposing corruption while selling two-drink minimums. Banerjee embodies the new generation of satirical journalists who wield both the notepad and the microphone.