My work computer died Monday morning. As in, the IT guy said he has never seen anything like it and the hard-drive was registering as being 100% free space, not even an operating system was there anymore. Yeah.
Happily, I had sent some version of most of my documents through Outlook, so I was able to recover a lot that way. One thing that did not make it was a document needed for one of our programs, a document that naturally took A LOT of time to develop and should have been in place, ya know, ages ago. So I'm sitting here this afternoon trying to recreate this document, probably looking puzzled/distressed/afflicted, with my mouth open and face contorted and the following exchange takes places between me and one of my new colleagues who arrived last week:
Her: Uh, are you okay?
Happily, I had sent some version of most of my documents through Outlook, so I was able to recover a lot that way. One thing that did not make it was a document needed for one of our programs, a document that naturally took A LOT of time to develop and should have been in place, ya know, ages ago. So I'm sitting here this afternoon trying to recreate this document, probably looking puzzled/distressed/afflicted, with my mouth open and face contorted and the following exchange takes places between me and one of my new colleagues who arrived last week:
Her: Uh, are you okay?
Me: What? Oh, yeah -- that's my thinking face.
Her: Oh. It's a little scary.
HA!
Back to work, then. Will try to write a proper entry soon (and try to more closely monitor my facial expressions while at work -- heh.)
Her: Oh. It's a little scary.
HA!
Back to work, then. Will try to write a proper entry soon (and try to more closely monitor my facial expressions while at work -- heh.)
