IT grouch

The system^tm has eaten my profile. Not just today, but yesterday, too. The IT helpdesk have agreed to send someone around to fix it, but in the meantime, nothing on this computer is aimed where it’s supposed to be, and I cannot predict from one document to the next where, if anywhere, my printing will appear. At least two people somewhere in this building have print outs of exceedingly oblique and impenetrable babble on housing finance matters, which are sufficient to addle the brains of the uninitiated acolyte.

More importantly, my wallpaper, consisting of the Doctor (Ecclestone), adjusting the TARDIS’s trajectory by application of a lump hammer to the console has gone, as have all my Internet Explorer bookmarks.

Harrumpf.

It’s annoying, is what it is: annoying.

Well, the internet stuff is annoying. I’m quite enjoying not knowing where my printing is ending up.

IT grouch

The system^tm has eaten my profile. Not just today, but yesterday, too. The IT helpdesk have agreed to send someone around to fix it, but in the meantime, nothing on this computer is aimed where it’s supposed to be, and I cannot predict from one document to the next where, if anywhere, my printing will appear. At least two people somewhere in this building have print outs of exceedingly oblique and impenetrable babble on housing finance matters, which are sufficient to addle the brains of the uninitiated acolyte.

More importantly, my wallpaper, consisting of the Doctor (Ecclestone), adjusting the TARDIS’s trajectory by application of a lump hammer to the console has gone, as have all my Internet Explorer bookmarks.

Harrumpf.

It’s annoying, is what it is: annoying.

Well, the internet stuff is annoying. I’m quite enjoying not knowing where my printing is ending up.