that feeling of needing to be in a "sync meeting" in "10 minutes" but it's supposed to involve your coworker who's better at taking notes than you are, but they're on furlough for unclear reasons that I'm not technically supposed to know about and the meeting head doesn't know about any of it either, so all you can do is vaguetoot about it and listen to hold music until the meeting happens, with a pit in your stomach and dread in your heart