Captain’s Log 3/31/2020
On the virtual ship today, there was a problem with an assigned task. I asked crew to attach a document to something that documents cannot be attached to. Luckily, the crew noted the problem early on and the problem was mitigated. Seas were generally calm, eerily so. Is it possible we are finding a rhythm? This remains to be seen.
On the actual ship, in an effort to pilot two other virtual ships, crew alternated receiving education from me. I think our close relationship raises tension since each episode usually culminates in some type of crying or general frustration on the part of the crew member.
As an example, the youngest crew member was asked to pick a word that is synonymous with “stinky”. Options were “smelly” or “tasty”. Crying ensued. Why you ask? Because the answer is “smelly” and “I don’t know which one to circle!!!!” Circle “smelly”. But which one do I circle? Smelly. Tears. So many tears. The coast guard called to see if we were intentionally driving a ship in circles or if we were in distress.
We were certainly in distress.
We abandoned ship and will probably reluctantly return in the morrow.
Back on the actual ship, hereby dubbed USS Homefront, co-captain Bobby went ashore for takeout. The idea behind this strategy was efficiency. Saving time = less stress = more time at the helm. I do have to say that I thoroughly enjoyed the sustenance though it saved no time. (It did, however, save dishes). In the 40 minutes it took to go ashore, we could have cooked. Oh well. None of this is efficient anyway 🤷🏻♀️.
For diversion, Bobby and I have found entertainment in a show about Tigers and Monarchy and Deceit. When I’m tempted to believe our ship is in peril, I can just remember the Tiger King and be glad I’m not on that ship. #grateful
Captain C. Wilson