What a Day That Was

When sorrows come, they come not single spies but in battalions.

I awoke this morning to an impromptu invite by a high-level manager to have a "quick sync" later in the afternoon. Typically this manager never asks me for a "quick sync", so I presumed that there was news abrewing.

There was.

This in and of itself would be fine, save for the fact that I then had a meeting where folks weren't firing on all cylinders.

And on top of that, the worst thing of all time happened today. This morning I found out that my old Hotmail account has been suspended for alleged Terms of Service violations. I had to open a support case to be told this, but they refuse to discuss what term I may have violated.

I've had that account since 1996. It's like I had an old friend taken from me, not to mention my data.

Also, I hear Steve Jobs died today.

Currently sitting on the couch nursing a glass of Auchentoshan and trying to figure out how to make tomorrow better.