Our main departmental server had gone down today around 4:30pm; no idea why.  We checked all the usual things and brought it up, and later in the night I had a false alarm that it was down again.  This is what happened after I realised it was a false alarm and felt a little euphoric.

My daughter was standing next to me, so I gave her a hug and said, emotionally, "it's working, it's working, thank God it's working".

She said "what"?

"My server", I replied.

"That's all you can think of"?...  A brief pause; then: "here I am running out of nail polish remover and you're worried about a server?"


Anonymous said...

ROFL.. I guess it is the order of priorities ;-)


Rads said...