The Jimi Hendrix experience was better

Our IT department has started posting "alerts" to the company intranet instead of making announcements. This is fine, as far as I'm concerned, when the alert is regarding an upcoming patch, or scheduled downtime, or something else that is happening in the near future during off-hours. It is not fine, as far as I'm concerned, when they are informing us of email or Internet server issues. After an entire day of slow performance and random shutting down, I finally found this tidbit posted as an alert about 20 minutes before I was supposed to leave for the day: [E-mail program] auto-detected an error earlier this afternoon and began a repair program to take care of the issue. This is what is currently slowing the [e-mail program] experience. The repair program will be finished this evening. We regret any problems that may be caused by this repair mechanism.


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    Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.

    The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.

    Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."

    Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.

    Me? I'm the Mama. That's all you need to know.

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