For the common desk jockey, the past year can be measured out in sourdough scarpette, loaves of sub-par banana bread, Andrex rolls stockpiled, the number of days appreciating the lack of tepid water-cooler chat, the number of days longing for the return of tepid water-cooler chat, the roundabout mental rally of abyss-style existential crises, the rise and fall of the inglorious Joe Exotic, the rise, fall and rise (again) of chess wunderkind Beth Harmon, and the now-viral image of Rudy Giuliani’s seeping barnet.