May 16, 2008

darwin award winner since 2008

I spent the entire day panicked that I’d deleted a crucial folder in my office’s shared drive, one that contains agendas for every meeting I’ve ever had with my boss and a guide on how to do my job that I’ve been working on for, oh, six weeks or so.  Three frantic phone calls to tech support, two opened tickets and entirely too much coffee later, a very helpful network guy discovered I’d moved it to the next folder listed in the directory, probably when I turned off my computer last night. 

So really, does it surprise you that after the opera last night I tried to walk up a down escalator at L’Enfant Plaza?