My company’s network migration woes continue. It’s been back-and-forth for the past two days with assorted executives, IT gurus and know-it-all users mass-mailing conflicting suggestions and fixes to “All,” even as half the company drops off the network and becomes unreachable by email, and everyone in my department is on the road and borderline reachable in the first place. Those who’ve migrated can’t communicate with those who haven’t, vice versa, and everyone’s relying on the broken email chain as the primary avenue of communication.

Me, I haven’t received an email in nearly four hours. Add this to the list of things that make me happy. I’m too busy for this shit right now.

Things that make me happy: Finding a newspaper in my stall in the men’s room.
Things that don’t: Finding the newspaper on the floor.