Whoa. Were they after information?
Yep. They didn't get anything, but they had to take the whole system down and patch it, or something. Basically, it's a giant pain in the ass. Though much more so for the IT people who had to work through the three-day holiday weekend.
Yikes, y'all.
ita, go see a doctor, please. I feel like my aunt's current medical problems have been exacerbated by her putting off going to the doctor at various points, and I attribute a lot of that to her chronic pain, so the new thing doesn't seem
that
bad, or whatever.
Shrift, what happened with the hotel?
Despite the fact that they were given two different credit cards from two different people who checked in and out at different times, they only charged one card.
I attribute ita (not going to urgent care) to her boss who Does Not Get It and gives her shot for time missed from the office.
Eta: fucking iPhone. When I type shit, I mean "shit". Not shot.
Eta more: I'm just furious on behalf of ita and everyone else who can't seek medical treatment because of supervisors who can't "see" the pain. Maybe I'm just touchy because my absolute star of an employee battles migraines. He's always so thankful that I'm supportive and flexible to his environmental needs, and I tell him I love too many people who battle this insane invisible killer. And, like ita, he's phenomenally good employee. People aren't robots.
Despite the fact that they were given two different credit cards from two different people who checked in and out at different times, they only charged one card.
Oh, for pete's sake. Bah. Par for the course, though: I recall the bar also screwed up Perkins' bill.
I think urgent care might be a good choice for ita. I am a reluctant doctor goer myself, as I am also a hypochondriac, and it is very difficult to tell if I am really sick.
What javachik said. And love to her for being an awesome boss who Gets It.
I was hula-hoop champion of my highschool. I listed it under acheivements on my college application, and I still have the ridic homemade ribbon award they gave me. I should get a hoop for mac.
I can't hula hoop anymore. My hips just don't seem to work that way. (My)Sara loves hers, though. (No clue how our sara feels about it.)