I got to work early (third time. ugh.) Turned on the computer to bleugh and what happens? Nothing. Nothing happens. No Internet. What do I do? Panic. Sheilah panics. A whole lot of panic. What will I do with 8 hours to go in a cube of boredom? 4 walls, silence and Cubebot entering in 2 hours?
Will I have to actually engage in discussion? Will we battle it out Star Trek style? His knowledge versus my knowledge? What if he's all Star Trek Voyager and I'm all Star Trek TNG? What if he's speaking Klingon and I'm all Vulcan? Damn, this is serious.
I need DIIT, stat. I attempt phone contact but no answer. This is very typical because as I assume, and correctly so, DIIT workers are always having sci fi trivia battles and cannot be bothered to answer their phones. I wait and worry. Cubebot enters the cube vicinity at 9:30, early as always, with a bright shiny smile on his bright, shiny face. I keep my head down with a neutral stare so as not to encourage such joy at entering cube.
I tell cubebot to contact someone in DIIT to fix the Internet because it has become totally and completely broken. Cubebot hands me some crosswords (pictured above right). We do crosswords.
DIIT computer-bot comes to cube to unplug our computers and plug them back in which I remember is called a "HARD RESET," from working at "Dish Network" in 2004. How ridiculous.
Suddenly computers work again. Normalcy resumes. Thank Gods.
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