Newest ObsessionHGTV has a new feature on their website, Rate My Room. Regular folks can submit pictures of rooms they've "decorated" so that other regular folks can abuse and degrade them. Seriously, when you upload pictures of shit, how can you expect people not to flush? If I'm going to self-flagellate, I'm going to do it in private.
So daylight savings time takes place on Sunday, several weeks early this year, and my employer sent out an urgent email late yesterday telling everyone to "upgrade" their computers before Sunday. This edict came down with absolutely NO details about what "upgrade" might mean. The email advised employess to call the Help Desk with questions.
Now, I was reasonably certain that they wanted us to log into microsoft.com and run whatever current upgrades were outstanding, but I've learned from experience that it's better to be safe than sorry with my employer, so I decided to call the Help Desk first, just to confirm. My call to the unHelpful Desk produced a typical result, "Um, we don't know what you're talking about. Could you send us a copy of your email, and we'll get back to you?" The originator of the "upgrade" email and the Help Desk both work for the same IS department in the hospital. It took incredible restraint on my part not to type "right hand, meet the left hand" when I forwarded the email. I have no patience for incompetence.