You Shall Not Pass
Some little things really drive me nuts.
In my biz (techie term… I am hip that way), we use this techie thing called IM (you may have heard of it). It is a preferred method for some as a nice in-between choice of a lackadaisical email which my take hours to get a response to, and the hit-you-over-the-head blunt force trauma of an actual phone call.
So sometimes I get a number of tech requests over IM, things like “internet is down” or “email is offline” or “my head has assploded”. You know, things like that.
I get an IM today saying that their internet access is down. I reply via, no response. I check the router… Yep its down. Need some physical assistance… No reply. Send another IM. No reply.
You know if the shit is hitting the fan, don’t get up and leave the critical IM you jusy dropped in my lap hanging out in space. I mean after all, you are the one that chose to use IM in the first place. Seriously.
Gah.

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