Frumpy Middle-aged Mom: Are you Zooming around too much?

So how are you doing with the whole new Zoom culture these days? Yesterday, I’d never even heard of this concept, and now I can’t get away from it.
Until March, zooming existed merely in a pea-sized spot in my cerebral cortex as something the Roadrunner did, when he was outsmarting Wile E. Coyote. Beep beep.
Now, all sorts of gatherings that used to actually be fun,  like a boozy happy hour, are turned into odd and rather awkward encounters in cyberspace. Trying to toast someone