What Leads Up To An Air Supply Sing Along At 10 A.M.

Our email servers are down. I came in early to get a head start on some things, but no such luck. You would think that a company as large as ours would have sturdier servers, but no.

When I was at The Pharmaceutical Giant (the one that makes the Get It Up pill) (The Get It Up Pill that might make you blind) for a year and a half, this NEVER happened. Not only that, but you could have 97 gigs of Sent mail and they wouldn't even bat an eyelash. You could send 400-page Powerpoint decks with 47 12MB imbedded .pdfs and 39 4MB .mpgs as easily as placing a toy boat in water.

This is not the case here. Our email client is - are you ready for this? I need to make sure you're ready because you're either going to 1.) Pass out in disbelief 2.) Spit your coffee all over your screen in outrage that such a thing even still exists 3.) Pee your pants with laughter.

Netscape 4.7.

I SHIT YOU NOT!!! I swear!

We're supposedly upgrading to Windows XP and Outlook, but I'll believe that when I see it.

In the meantime, we're all kind of at a loss as to what to do with ourselves. There was the requisite round of "Is email down?" "Yes." "Is email up yet?" "No." "How about now?" "No." "Now?" "SHUT UP!"

Our Big Boss came up and regaled us with tales about early telefax machines; how it used to cost a dollar a page (a lot of money Back Then!), and how "Secretaries" would have to type handwritten memos (CAN YOU IMAGINE??? HANDWRITING!?!) into a machine with a phone attached to it. A long, arduous process.

My generation has no comprehension what it was like before email. Nor do we care, really.

So, everyone's pretty much just milling about, torturing Ari because he has to put on the Mr. Peanut suit and hang out in Times Square today, even though it's going to be 90 again. There was a moment when Judy's iTunes automatically started up. Air Supply. "All Out of Love" Of course, I started singing along, and then Jen took the next line. We had an Air Supply sing along.

Phones are ringing off the hook, of course, since fate is forcing people to actually talk to each other. I have to call about 20 people and round them up for a meeting tomorrow morning. I think I'll just rock a broadcast voicemail. At least THAT'S functional! Good thing I took Public Speaking and Voice & Articulation classes in college, just in case I would have to use my voice in The Real World.